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So… at some point I was drawing these extra comics which took place during Danny and Joe’s high school years, like as a side project. I don’t have a date on them, but judging by the art style, they look […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
“I, of course, was drawn to her charisma. And just her charisma, not her boobs. No. That would be immoral of me and an improper mental detour to even entertain, especially out loud in conversation.”
So, Danny, you gonna tell Howard about how his sister is depressed and in a downward spiral of despair, unmoored from all feelings of self-respect and accountability? No? You’re going to drone on again about your ex-girlfriend? All right. Carry […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
You know, Sal, if you said that out loud instead of just in your head, maybe you could get some help. Just a thought.
On one hand, Sal’s description of coming in and out of third story windows also happens to nicely encapsulate her ongoing emotional arc. It’s a hell of a lot easier for life to throw you in the grinder than it […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Good ol’ Sal. Question why Danny is acting so shiftily for maybe two seconds, then just run with it.
I gratuitously put myself in my own comic on April 3 for my nineteenth birthday, as you do. Apparently I’m Alex’s roommate! And there’s some sort of passive-aggressive plea for romantic companionship. True story: My awesome and thoughtful mom sent […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
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