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on November 19, 2016 at 12:01 amIt’s also how Joyce makes friends, unless we forget she was punching Danny in the face within an hour of meeting him. But she wouldn’t remember this, so I guess she’s off the hook.
these folks are violent
It’s also how Joyce makes friends, unless we forget she was punching Danny in the face within an hour of meeting him. But she wouldn’t remember this, so I guess she’s off the hook.
these folks are violent
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OK, this is something I keep meaning to say about there relationship. During their time at collage, Joe was the only one that gave a crap, one way or another, about Joyce. Danny ignored her, hardly acknowledging her existence. Joe treated her like crap, but Danny didn’t treat her at all.
Meanwhile, here she is, following Danny around, like a puppy, but not Joe. Joe, the ladies man, who had plenty of girlfriends, was not the object of Joyce’s affection. If she didn’t “like” him, his response was to dislike her. Childish, yes, but they all were, in one way or another.
So, when bad things start happening, and Joyce needs help, who takes care of her? Joe. Danny wasn’t even around. Danny didn’t even notice that Joyce wasn’t around afterwords, because he didn’t notice her being there in the first place. But, Joe helped her, because he had some feelings for her. What they were, well, maybe he didn’t even know.
So, when they are brought back together, she remembers Joe. Not Danny. She remembers a vague name, that she kind of names a dog. But she knows Joe. She wants to go out and dance with Joe. Spend time with him. She has her hangups, so she doesn’t go much farther. And Ladies Man Joe, he doesn’t push her away, or push things to far either.
Kinda makes you wanna ship them in Dumbing of Age. Although my current ship for her is Mike-when-Mike-becomes-less-of-an-ass
So never? Or are we somewhere way past optimism?
Originally posted:
March 4, 2002
I’m a guy, and I don’t remember making friends that way.
it’s fine if the hair wasn’t still attached to Joyce, tho
Though that does raise other interesting questions.
I thought I was a guy for a long time and I remember one or two friendships that began with violence. I also remember a day where like 4 people where beating me up and I sorta raged out of there and beat one of them up while the others looked scared, that didn’t bring anyone any good. This is a bad memory. The point you shouldn’t make friends with violence, I no longer do that, violence is bad
Oh shit, this was a reply to Keulan
is that Walkies inbetween them, or a teddy bear?
I would guess bear. If he was like any other dog, Walkies would be on top.
Joe What you did wasn’t making friends. It was attempted murder probably.
Yeah, who’s in bed with her right now? Joe plays the long game.
Is Joe wearing a tank top to bed, or is he shirtless?
I mean I imagine he usually sleeps with the minimum amount of clothing on, and is wearing a top for Joyce’s sake.
This… is one of the reasons I’m glad I’m not a guy, and resent having had to pretend for so long? Like, the comic’s not that much of an exaggeration. Toxic masculinity and homophobia have turned male bonding into a fucked-up mess of harassment and bullying “but with a smile”, because actually being nice to each other is seen as feminine and possibly gay.
This also makes full-on abuse woefully hard to spot because we treat stuff that’s pretty damn close as just “guys being guys.”
I don’t know where you’re from, but that’s not true. Like, at all.
That has got NOTHING to do with masculinity, but all about being an asshole. I’ve experienced and observed this kind of behaviour in both sexes during my life, but never from the people I choose to call my friends!
The teddy bear’s eyes… They stare into my soul…