walky, no Oh, hey. I remember a bit back, I was wondering when Walky developed the little tufts of hair at the top of his head from the, uh, bumps that he had previously. Well, he seems to suddenly have […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Dang, Dina, you bring the shade. I didn’t envision this storyline taking place on Walky’s birthday originally. But in the first strip, since it published on April Fool’s Day, he mentioned the day as part of the punchline, and that […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
IT’S NOT SPELLED THAT WAY, WALKERTON It’s CHUCK E. CHEESE’S c’mon and is that legit a brochure for Chuck E. Cheese’s do those even exist do you stop at a tourist information center or like a rest stop or whatever, […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
In case you couldn’t guess, this strip ran on April 1st. April 1st is also Walky’s birthday (and Sal’s), because I was born on April 3 and I’ve always been kinda low-vis pissed that I wasn’t born two days earlier […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Oh god, Jared From Subway. Whyyy. Did you know Jared Fogle went to Indiana University? Did you know Jared Fogle lived in Read Hall? Did you know that Jared Fogle is essentially my age? Did you know that this means […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
It’s important to see Walky’s upset-looking squiggly-line mouth in order to establish that, no, this storyline is not ending in Walky paying Joyce to facesit on him and fart in his eyes, that this is definitely a punishment and has not […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
It’s probably for the best that I didn’t do a “Walky Checks Out Joyce’s Impressive Stool” limited print.
“Now wait just one second… Joyce, why did you go through all that trouble to eat half Taco Bell’s menu if all you really needed to do to provoke a response is to CLAIM you took an impressive shit?” “…oh, […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I guess the lesson of this story is, no matter how hard Walky has been working (and succeeding) at presenting himself as a functional adult, none of that dedication compares to Walky’s desire to see Joyce’s stool. And Joyce knows […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Walky’s totally cooking Kraft Dinner, isn’t he. “Walky, that’s not ‘cooking dinner’.” “YES IT IS, LOOK, I’M WEARING AN APRON, I ADDED A PINCH OF SALT, AND LOOK AT ME CALMLY TASTING IT OUT OF A WOODEN SPOON”
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