Walky: Strong enough to lift cars, accidentally break ketchup bottles when trying to open them, can be defeated by tying his hoodie sleeves together
hmmm, joyce seems to have compartmentalized a portion of herself into an alternate identity, where have i seen this before well, not so much “before,” more “after”
See, that’s why yesterday’s strip was such a rush. This had to be the Sunday. Man, I’m glad I don’t have to cram dailies for the Sundays anymore.
*eyes panel three* I may have drawn a nostril here. What is this bullshit. Anyway, I think this strip needs more room for Joyce to develop her thoughts. She doesn’t quite get from A to B well enough for my […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Squad 48 is very into being open and communicative with one’s partner(s). Marcie’s very into hitting people with bats. Sometimes these interests intersect.
The smudged inkwork makes it look like a single tear is falling down Grace’s entirely dispassionate face. Also, look how committed I am to drawing Joe’s mouth on the side of his chin instead of throwing up my hands and […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Look. I know absolutely nothing about group sex, but I’m not sure how often it happens while everyone’s holding up a convenient bedsheet in the middle of a living room. And I think Sie–er, Tootsie’s face is, like, what, somewhere […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
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