Walky moves Joyce aside. “Don’t worry. I’ll handle this.” Tony continues staring off into the middle distance. “Hey, Tony, Joyce and I get exactly how you feel! I mean, everyone you love is dead or in prison, but, like, we […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Walky has an End of Evangelion poster on his wall. It’s fortunate that he’s a fan of apocalyptic stories featuring giant piloted robots. There’s also a G.I. Joe poster peeking in there in the last panel. It’s also fortunate that […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Welp, Joyce has her arms up, so we can pan down a little more, I guess.
SUDDENLY THE CAMERA PANS UPWARDS FOR SOME REASON
This storyline makes a lot more sense in the context of being written by a essentially-still-fundie kid who was so afraid/ashamed of sexuality that being forced into it by someone else — having his agency removed — was the most […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
i do not buy that joyce has a two-piece bathing suit
look just punch through the wall and leave, you’re superpowered
Dang, Joe. Boundaries. My roommate liked to, uh, conspicuously leave condoms everywhere when my girlfriend visited. Once he shoved an opened one over the dragon head of Transmetal II Megatron. (Obviously, that one was not to be used, but it […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Walky Performs A Tushie Palming: An It’s Walky! Pornographique
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