At least she understood that the booty was the recipient of the call. A friend of mine thought it was just another name for “butt-dialing” and said her dad booty called her.
I have an unfortunate number of friends who make these mistakes. I feel like I need to just give them an afternoon to browse Urban Dictionary for any phrase they have ever heard so it stops happening.
With the social groups I’ve hung out with, I’ve never gotten to see what a sexually repressed person looks like in person. Without a frame of reference, this feels accurate.
Having experienced plenty of blue balls, however, empathizing with her pain is easy.
“I was alone, and I needed a date;
I was takin’ a walk past the cemetery gate
When I, I saw a sign that said “For a good time
“Take a left down at Tombstone Number 8”.
Went to the gateway, and I’m pretty sure I
Saw some eyes peepin’ out of a “seplucher”, I
Took a step into the Tomb of Ill Repute
That’s where I met her, the Zombie Prostitute”
-Zombie Prostitute by Volitare
I imagine it would be like a small egg falling from its nest on the roof of a high-rise building. It simply rolls out, falls through the air long enough for people to see it coming, then just splatters all over the sidewalk.
Every Relationship is wrong
Guys are girls
Gay is straight
and booze is wrong.
And everything you thought was so important doesn’t matter!
Every Relationship is wrong
So just make out all night long.
All you need to understand is
Every Relationship is WRroooooooooooooong.
“I don’t know who you are. I don’t know what you want. If you are looking for a delivery, I can tell you we only serve walk in customers. What I do have to deliver is a very particular set of skills. Skills I have acquired over a very long career. Skills that make me a nightmare for people like you. If you hang up now, that’ll be the end of it. I will not look for you, I will not pursue you. But if you call here again, I WILL look for you, I WILL find you, and I will kill you. ALL HAIL GALASSO!”
Pizza Hut was my favourite pizza chain because for a long time here in Australia, most other pizza places didn’t include ingredients like beef as I didn’t like ham or bacon.
It’s pretty interesting how Joyce is becoming more willing to talk about her desires and just who she’s willing to open up to about what. Sarah for life information, Dorothy about her fears and faith and Billie about her sexual desires.
I remember *before* *69… when you coudn’t dial *69… because there was no star on the dial! (I wonder how many kids today don’t realize why it’s called “dialing” a number?)
After the party line was vanquished by Ma Bell bureaucrats, and almost every phone sold *everywhere* was touch tone because most companies were going to automated systems, my aunt kept her rotary dial phone. Why? It was bought already (after years of having to LEASE a phone, she’d made the decision to never pay for another phone again!) and it worked perfectly fine. Also, she discovered that the local phone company was going to charge her an extra $6/mo. for the touch tone feature… which her paid for, working phone couldn’t even use. We kept it that way for a year after she passed away, until my sister (who moved into the house) got married and her (now ex) husband changed it cause he’s a douche.
Meh, not that big of a douche. At least not for that reason. He did have to live in the place!
I had rotary and pulse dialing as a young kid and I don’t remember hating it. After many years of not expeiencing it I got ahold of an old rotary phone and hooked it up just to be different. This was probably 14 years ago now and at the last place I ever lived with a landline. It turned out that I couldn’t stand to use the thing. All that waiting between digits was driving me nuts! Sorry, after living in the present for a while one gets used to the conveniences.
That worked with the rotaries as well, if you were careful.
I actually do have an antique-styled rotary phone (which is pretty much an oxymoron these days *sigh*) but I don’t have a land-line to plug it into.
Know what’s awesome? The recording for the main number into CFB Kingston still says “…if you’re calling from a rotary phone, please stay on the line and the operator will be with you shortly.” <3
I have a wall-mount rotary phone that’s old enough that it has a plaque on the inside of the receiver that says “BELL SYSTEM PROPERTY : NOT FOR SALE”. It was installed by the phone company back when Ma Bell owned the entire system and everything connected to it, down to the instrument in your house, and was just letting you pay for the privilege of using it.
It’s still hooked up, because a) it’s wired directly into the phone box, no modular jacks – an unbroken wire comes out the back of the phone unit, goes down the wall, behind the baseboard, through the floor, across the basement through a couple of walls down there, through the outside wall, and into the phone box – and I haven’t felt like messing with it, and b) the last time the room got wallpapered, they just papered around it, so there’s a big square hole in the wallpaper behind the phone.
I don’t have voice service on my landline. The line it’s hooked to only does DSL. There’s no dial tone on the phone, but you can listen to my Internet on it because there’s nowhere to put a DSL filter in because no modular jacks.
Pfft. Rotary phones! Cybertron adopted mobile phones with keypads over ten million years ago! Next you’ll tell me your planet still uses cable television, asphalt highways, fiat currency based on reserve banking or chlorinated swimming pools!
Ferrous highways, complete with magnetic suspension, and Guardian Droids directing traffic. You’ve never truly driven down a freeway, until you’ve been to Nyon. And I’m not kidding about chlorinated pools. Those are breeding grounds for Scraplets.
Rung would have a field day with the way Billie assumes that everything either a) revolves completely around her, b) is all related to intercourse or c) revolves completely around having intercourse with her. 😉
Got some interesting news from the Lost Light. Bluestreak’s helping me out now that we’ve taken on a larger crew. He’s my assistant bartender and the ship’s official “entertainments officer”. So he’s been arranging poetry slams, karaoke night, showings of Earth movies, and uploading comic books he downloaded on Earth to a select mailing list.
Heh, sorry, Bluestreak was showing us “Simpsons” episodes recently. That monorail song is a real audio-receptor worm, isn’t it?
Yeah, Riptide’s great. He and his fellow Hydrobots came in real handy when we were fighting those Ammonite creeps. And he helped me and Crosscut run the “crewditions”, though I don’t think Riptide’s fuel pump was in it. He’s a real loyal Autobot and a valuable member of the Lost Light’s crew. Unlike a certain genocidal tyrant who somehow finagled himself into becoming co-captain, that I could mention. Have I mentioned how much I distrust Megatron yet today? Because this whole “co-captain” thing of his is obviously part of an intricate scheme to defeat the Autobots from within, murder Optimus Prime and conquer the galaxy! Just you guys wait!
That last part came out way too Italic-y. Ultra Magnus would blow a gasket if he saw that the italics I’d intended for The Lost Light somehow spilled over to the rest of the comment. I blame your planet’s primitive computer languages. :p
Nah, don’t worry about it. Unlike Magnus, I’m not too retentive about grammar. Then again, I never Autobots are so particular about punctuations. What’s this about the semi-colon I hear about?
Hey, deleting that semi-colon saved over half the Cybertronians who survived the war! Three cheers for Tailgate, and to Ultra Magnus for forcing Tailgate to study like a college student cramming for finals! (Bluestreak’s shown us “Animal House”.)
See, I was approaching the alt-text from the wrong direction. ‘I mean, they’d get the 69, I think, so does he mean the star is an anus or something?’
Then I realized it was the actual use of star69, which I’m not sure I know even though I’m old enough, because I never liked phones or using them. My cellphone is pretty much a watch.
Yes, your glory years of sailing the seven seas on a pirate ship, and shouting out to alert your crewmates when you discovered the treasue: the booty call.
This league nonsense makes even less sense than the sports it’s named after, but I’m pretty sure turning Billie down makes Danny the one who’s out of her league.
To be perfectly fair, Sal sure does seem to like the taste of wonderbread, as exhibited in her interactions with Jason, who may be the only man on the entire IU campus whiter than Danny.
It shows that Joyce has come a long way when she doesn’t freak out over Billie mentioning ‘casual sex’ and instead makes a joke about tushies. Woo Joyce!
I expect Joyce is going to mention it casually as soon as she sees her (since she was willing to ask everyone to borrow a strap-on without knowing what one was), and Billie’s not going to stop her because she’s not going to know any better. :/
“I would have thought it was like, phoning up someone’s butt or something”
…..you know, when I first read that line last night, my brain interpreted it in the worst way possible. As in someone’s phone was currently lodged in a very painful and unfortunate space.
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Good Grief.
Joyce needs some sexual relief.
That’s the prob, in brief.
But… that might upset a strongly held belief!
Aye, but maybe what she needs is just a good old fashioned innocence thief.
She might not be the best recipient for Billie’s advice she wishes to bequeath
Unless the advice calls for Joyce to dress in nothing but a leaf.
Because then Billie and Joyce would have a beef.
And it will not be a relief.
Have you considered Ethan’s reaction? He might have some real beef.
Where is it hidden, inside a sword sheath?
Musing on Ethan’s beef has already brought Joyce grief.
She’s just so obsessed his tight pants, and what could be underneath.
But little did Joyce knows, what underneath Ethan’s pants is beyond belief.
That wouldn’t be too hard. Since Joyce can barely imagine seeing a boxer (or brief).
I just hope that she doesn’t queef.
Sorry to break it up, but that is the best possible icon for that comment!
More like, in Briefs… Actually I think Ethan wears boxers.
But in all the excitement, she’ll probably queef.
(I know, I know, but it was low hanging fruit)
See Joyce. You’re learning!
At least she understood that the booty was the recipient of the call. A friend of mine thought it was just another name for “butt-dialing” and said her dad booty called her.
D:
http://explosm.net/comics/2189/ (*x*)
I have an unfortunate number of friends who make these mistakes. I feel like I need to just give them an afternoon to browse Urban Dictionary for any phrase they have ever heard so it stops happening.
Gooble, gobble, gooble, gooble, ONE OF US! ONE OF US!
hehe, Tushie.
The mushy tushie was very cushy.
The mushy tushie was very cushy.
There’s no need to be so pushy.
Unless it is on the very cushy, mushy tushie
That’s exactly how I’d do it. If I had booties to call.
There’s one out there for everyone!
*fugue* I would love to see alternate universe Ethan/Jacob porn. I would pay money.
I second that!
SJoyce has the worse case of blue ovaries I have ever seen.
With the social groups I’ve hung out with, I’ve never gotten to see what a sexually repressed person looks like in person. Without a frame of reference, this feels accurate.
Having experienced plenty of blue balls, however, empathizing with her pain is easy.
It’s just…what is that Joyce face in the last panel?
The rare “unaware she’s suffering from sexual frustration” Joyce.
She’s all too aware, really. What she lacks is the proper respect for her libido, and thinks she can bury it.
And soon, it will erupt from the grave with an undead horny vengeance.
Is it still necrophilia if the zombie is the one seducing you
It would depend on how much they’ve decomposed.
“I was alone, and I needed a date;
I was takin’ a walk past the cemetery gate
When I, I saw a sign that said “For a good time
“Take a left down at Tombstone Number 8”.
Went to the gateway, and I’m pretty sure I
Saw some eyes peepin’ out of a “seplucher”, I
Took a step into the Tomb of Ill Repute
That’s where I met her, the Zombie Prostitute”
-Zombie Prostitute by Volitare
“Billie…did you fart?”
“Well all of your talk of tushies reminded me I ate like 20 tacos last night”
“is that why you’re so fa-”
“Fabulous? Yes.”
Billie’s fat? How dare you, good sir! She is pleasantly plump, I say.
Quite. Why I should dare say that she is down right Rubenesque.
You’re quite right, Tunaro. And I don’t see anything wrong with that.
She’s what I’d call squishy.
I NEED a girlfriend that’s squishy!
I’d call her downright fluffy
Oh, Joyce…
She’s just so… SWEET.
The planet will crush her someday. I don’t wanna be ’round when it happens. It’ll be ugly.
I want front row seats.
I imagine it would be like a small egg falling from its nest on the roof of a high-rise building. It simply rolls out, falls through the air long enough for people to see it coming, then just splatters all over the sidewalk.
On the other hand, if it’s anything like a penny, it’ll kill whoever it lands on.
Mythbusters busted that one years ago.
It’s the rain…
It’s the storm we all have to endure…
We hate it, but it’s every drop that runs down your face that traces out who you are…
God is in the rain.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=NwrL9MV6jSk
Joyce is a good kid. It’ll be sad when this world breaks her.
Winter is coming.
And a Willis never pays his debts?
Everyone should know about *69. People still have blocked numbers!
I fully intend to use this line whenever it next becomes relevant.
Have we ever seen Ethan’s butt? I feel like we should, if Joyce is that captivated by it.
Then again she also wants his chest.
Maybe we should just have Ethan naked.
We should have everyone naked. What’s with all these clothes? Gettin’ in the way of the fun parts.
Hey, clothes have their uses! Like accentuating fun parts.
That type of clothing can be quite painful; let it be said.
But I like my clothes! They are fun and dapper and I put a lot of thought into them. :<
Think of it like eating crab legs, shrimp, or oysters. If you want to get to the good stuff, you’ve got to take off the outer layer……
With a hammer? 😀
And a screwdriver and pliers, If necessary.
pockets
http://itswalky.deviantart.com/art/Pin-Up-Week-Ethan-311395895
Not his butt, per se, but I feel this works.
May also touch Ethan’s tushie?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lP_BsSUXGx8&feature=kp
Betch!
Billie is continuing her trend of guessing every last relationship wrong, I see.
But I like how she tries to help, she is a good person despite her… anger and pride, I guess?
Every Relationship is wrong
Guys are girls
Gay is straight
and booze is wrong.
And everything you thought was so important doesn’t matter!
Every Relationship is wrong
So just make out all night long.
All you need to understand is
Every Relationship is WRroooooooooooooong.
And I’m imagining the disembodied head of Colonel Sanders yelling.
Yotome, I now officially love you. Anyone who parodies WAY is too adorkable to resist.
You’re Still Wrong (You Stupid Drunk)
Seriously. If it was a booty call, why would Sal bother getting dressed?
Dude, everyone in my high school knew about *69. How else could we prank call Pizza Hut after they blocked Skype calls?
Why would you prank call Pizza Hut? You are preventing people from ordering valuable pizza!
YOU SICKEN ME! *spits*
No, he’s preventing people from ordering regular pizza. Now if he was prank calling DOMINOES, THEN it’d be valuable pizza.
Forgive him, chef Eduardo, he is inexperienced in the ways of pizza and does not know any better.
Dominoes is the opposite of valuable.
You are terrible.
Much like Dominoes.
Dominos is the opposite of pizza.
ALL PIZZA IS VALUABLE!
I pity tha fool who tries to prank call Galasso’s, though.
“I don’t know who you are. I don’t know what you want. If you are looking for a delivery, I can tell you we only serve walk in customers. What I do have to deliver is a very particular set of skills. Skills I have acquired over a very long career. Skills that make me a nightmare for people like you. If you hang up now, that’ll be the end of it. I will not look for you, I will not pursue you. But if you call here again, I WILL look for you, I WILL find you, and I will kill you. ALL HAIL GALASSO!”
Yes.
Pizza Hut was my favourite pizza chain because for a long time here in Australia, most other pizza places didn’t include ingredients like beef as I didn’t like ham or bacon.
Pizza Hut has the best crusts.
How could *69 possibly be useful for making prank calls?
It’s not, but *67 is. *69 is just apparently something you learn about incidentally.
Danny’s so money and he don’t even know it
Thank you please.
It’s pretty interesting how Joyce is becoming more willing to talk about her desires and just who she’s willing to open up to about what. Sarah for life information, Dorothy about her fears and faith and Billie about her sexual desires.
If there’s anyone to talk to about sexual desires it’s the queen of sexually desiring people/being sexually desired.
I would get the *69 joke!
Who’s going to give me an “old person” high-five? Anyone?…
*high-fived!*
I remember *before* *69… when you coudn’t dial *69… because there was no star on the dial! (I wonder how many kids today don’t realize why it’s called “dialing” a number?)
The sound of a phone ringing, or a record being scratched, will outlive all of us.
I never used a rotary phone myself, but stared at one long enough to figure out how to use it, and why it works that way.
If you REALLY wanna go way back, how about the ones neither a dial NOR buttons, where you just tap the lever X times really fast for each number?
Whippersnapper with your new-fangled phones. Why, back in the day we just picked up the handset and asked Peggy to connect us to the party line!
After the party line was vanquished by Ma Bell bureaucrats, and almost every phone sold *everywhere* was touch tone because most companies were going to automated systems, my aunt kept her rotary dial phone. Why? It was bought already (after years of having to LEASE a phone, she’d made the decision to never pay for another phone again!) and it worked perfectly fine. Also, she discovered that the local phone company was going to charge her an extra $6/mo. for the touch tone feature… which her paid for, working phone couldn’t even use. We kept it that way for a year after she passed away, until my sister (who moved into the house) got married and her (now ex) husband changed it cause he’s a douche.
Meh, not that big of a douche. At least not for that reason. He did have to live in the place!
I had rotary and pulse dialing as a young kid and I don’t remember hating it. After many years of not expeiencing it I got ahold of an old rotary phone and hooked it up just to be different. This was probably 14 years ago now and at the last place I ever lived with a landline. It turned out that I couldn’t stand to use the thing. All that waiting between digits was driving me nuts! Sorry, after living in the present for a while one gets used to the conveniences.
That worked with the rotaries as well, if you were careful.
I actually do have an antique-styled rotary phone (which is pretty much an oxymoron these days *sigh*) but I don’t have a land-line to plug it into.
Know what’s awesome? The recording for the main number into CFB Kingston still says “…if you’re calling from a rotary phone, please stay on the line and the operator will be with you shortly.” <3
Well, in their defense, there are still a lot of hillbillies around Kingston.
On dial phones it’s 1169, and I believe the service actually existed before touch tone.
Right there with you. Now get those kids off my lawn!
I have a wall-mount rotary phone that’s old enough that it has a plaque on the inside of the receiver that says “BELL SYSTEM PROPERTY : NOT FOR SALE”. It was installed by the phone company back when Ma Bell owned the entire system and everything connected to it, down to the instrument in your house, and was just letting you pay for the privilege of using it.
It’s still hooked up, because a) it’s wired directly into the phone box, no modular jacks – an unbroken wire comes out the back of the phone unit, goes down the wall, behind the baseboard, through the floor, across the basement through a couple of walls down there, through the outside wall, and into the phone box – and I haven’t felt like messing with it, and b) the last time the room got wallpapered, they just papered around it, so there’s a big square hole in the wallpaper behind the phone.
I don’t have voice service on my landline. The line it’s hooked to only does DSL. There’s no dial tone on the phone, but you can listen to my Internet on it because there’s nowhere to put a DSL filter in because no modular jacks.
I still have rotary phones! Granted, they’re not hooked up to anything currently, but perhaps one day they will be again. 🙂
There is something tangibly satisfying about dialing a number on those and listening to the noise it makes as the dial rotates back to home position.
Pfft. Rotary phones! Cybertron adopted mobile phones with keypads over ten million years ago! Next you’ll tell me your planet still uses cable television, asphalt highways, fiat currency based on reserve banking or chlorinated swimming pools!
and what do you prefer over asphalt, o mighty Transformer?
Tempered glass with built-in solar power generation and smart lights for on-the-fly traffic direction?
http://www.solarroadways.com/intro.shtml
Not if they’re smart.
Levitation?
Ferrous highways, complete with magnetic suspension, and Guardian Droids directing traffic. You’ve never truly driven down a freeway, until you’ve been to Nyon. And I’m not kidding about chlorinated pools. Those are breeding grounds for Scraplets.
This is why I like Billie. She is straightforward enough to not just laugh at Joyce when she doesn’t know something.
The real trick is teaching your booty to take a message.
Rung would have a field day with the way Billie assumes that everything either a) revolves completely around her, b) is all related to intercourse or c) revolves completely around having intercourse with her. 😉
Got some interesting news from the Lost Light. Bluestreak’s helping me out now that we’ve taken on a larger crew. He’s my assistant bartender and the ship’s official “entertainments officer”. So he’s been arranging poetry slams, karaoke night, showings of Earth movies, and uploading comic books he downloaded on Earth to a select mailing list.
Bluestreak? That chatterbox? BTW, what ever happened to the coffin the Lost Light brought in?
I believe the appropriate phrase is “Spoilers”!
Seriously, buy “Transformers: More Than Meets the Eye” issue 30 to find out!
Oh right, sorry. By the way, I never heard of this Riptide fellow before, is he on the level?
No good sir, he’s been sent by the devil!
Heh, sorry, Bluestreak was showing us “Simpsons” episodes recently. That monorail song is a real audio-receptor worm, isn’t it?
Yeah, Riptide’s great. He and his fellow Hydrobots came in real handy when we were fighting those Ammonite creeps. And he helped me and Crosscut run the “crewditions”, though I don’t think Riptide’s fuel pump was in it. He’s a real loyal Autobot and a valuable member of the Lost Light’s crew. Unlike a certain genocidal tyrant who somehow finagled himself into becoming co-captain, that I could mention. Have I mentioned how much I distrust Megatron yet today? Because this whole “co-captain” thing of his is obviously part of an intricate scheme to defeat the Autobots from within, murder Optimus Prime and conquer the galaxy! Just you guys wait!
That last part came out way too Italic-y. Ultra Magnus would blow a gasket if he saw that the italics I’d intended for The Lost Light somehow spilled over to the rest of the comment. I blame your planet’s primitive computer languages. :p
Nah, don’t worry about it. Unlike Magnus, I’m not too retentive about grammar. Then again, I never Autobots are so particular about punctuations. What’s this about the semi-colon I hear about?
Hey, deleting that semi-colon saved over half the Cybertronians who survived the war! Three cheers for Tailgate, and to Ultra Magnus for forcing Tailgate to study like a college student cramming for finals! (Bluestreak’s shown us “Animal House”.)
Hey, you two, get a room!!
I get the feeling Rung would have a field day with everyone in this comic.
True, but Rung would find some members of the cast much more, shall we say, interesting to analyze, than others. 😉
Billie still hasn’t done anything to make me not believe she’s the dorm’s Psyduck.
They are both even wearing yellow
It must be true
I’d never refer to mine as a ‘charging cord for the DS’ but far be it from me to criticize Sal for her choice of euphemism
+1
DS totally stands for Delightful Socket
Billie may be getting a little rusty. Booty calls usually involve the removal of clothing, rather than putting more on.
Well, sometimes it can be the former. Sal does like to wear a lot of leather, after all.
Don’t imply that sometimes sex is kinkier with a top on.
Either that or maybe she’s putting it on so she can dynamically take it off mid cowgirl.
Billie would know a thing or two about that, to be sure. Especially where Danny’s concerned.
I misread that fourth panel as ‘putting a phone up someone’s butt’.
That would be one awkward visit to the emergancy ward if booty calls did work like that.
I’m pretty sure that’s not quite how phone sex is supposed to work.
Ethan booty: STOP CALLING ME!
I’M IN THE BATHROOM, GOSH!
-FRRT-
Well, we can safely say that Ethan’s booty is talking out of his ass.
He’s an aspiring comedian, remember? It’s his impression of Jim Carey!
I am ashamed that this sophomoric fart joke made me laugh harder than Willis’ well crafted comic…yet…here we are.
Ethan’s Body: STOP CALLING ME I’m waiting for Jacob’s body to call… c’mon, ring… ring… RING RING RING RING…
See, I was approaching the alt-text from the wrong direction. ‘I mean, they’d get the 69, I think, so does he mean the star is an anus or something?’
Then I realized it was the actual use of star69, which I’m not sure I know even though I’m old enough, because I never liked phones or using them. My cellphone is pretty much a watch.
I only know the fatboy slim song star 69. Didn’t even know it had an alternate meaning.
There’s a Fatboy Slim tune by that name? I know there’s an REM one…
Love the way that Joyce’s huge baby-blues shrink down to the size of pencil erasers in the last panel. And this seems to be a common occurrence when she finds herself thinking about things that she thinks she shouldn’t be thinking of….
Joyce _REALLY_ needs to hear this song:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NicfLmpYuy8
It’s a very clever song about how to keep your virginity (technically)…
It’s NSFW, and probably offensive to fundamentalists.
Offensive? They practice it!
Hey lookit! Joyce got one!
You know, I’m glad I understand what a bootie call is before I went to college. Thank you, Western movies.
I’m glad I understood what a bootie call was before the term entered mainstream American slang. Thank you, summer of 1978.
Yes, your glory years of sailing the seven seas on a pirate ship, and shouting out to alert your crewmates when you discovered the treasue: the booty call.
The treasure’s name was Mary.
One of these days you’re going to have to write a memoir.
Okay, Joyce knows waaay more than she lets on.
So, she’s a Salarian?
The very model of a scientist Salarian.
But it’s Joyce.
I tired to make something work with the Major General song, but failed miserably.
oh god please don’t say “wouldn’t get the *-69 reference”. That makes me feel sad and old.
Old is 65.
Whew!! I’m safe by 5.4 years.
65 is the new 40.
I think you have to grow up in an elephant graveyard like Florida to be saying it? Most people seem to still say 40.
Can’t blame Willis for not taking the chance after the vibrator-incident.
I think “these kids” means Joyce and Billie. In the age of smartphones, caller ID and redial, *69 is pretty obsolete.
I refuse to believe that Danny is more sexually knowledgeable than Joyce.
Danny is a virgin.
Even if Danny had sex, he would still be a virgin.
Not if: http://www.dumbingofage.com/2012/comic/book-3/01-if-the-shoes-split/bandaid/
Exactly. Danny is still a virgin. He would dan sex up so much that it doesn’t count.
Danny doesn’t have a penis. Just a frowny face.
When Danny tried to have sex with Dorothy his junk just veered out of the way like one of those cartoon keys that doesn’t wanna go in the keyhole.
That reminds me of something (NSFW)
Virginity is a state of mind.
In this universe, Danny is not a virgin.
I’m amused that Billie thinks that Danny is in Sal’s league.
He is! Multiversally even!
Eh, different universe, different Sal, a much different relationship, for which the words “booty call” don’t apply, at least in my book.
Billie thought Danny was at least in her own league. At least for a brief lapse in judgement.
This league nonsense makes even less sense than the sports it’s named after, but I’m pretty sure turning Billie down makes Danny the one who’s out of her league.
Whenever Leagues and the like are brought up, I always think of this. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qR6sxFBm1P8
So the motto of the video is that tiers are for people of taste?
But Billie knows that Danny didn’t turn her down because she isn’t hot enough, he did it because he was protecting her from herself! *eye-roll*
I’m equally amused that Billie thinks she’s hotter than Sal.
Come on Jason. I know you and Sal are an item, but we all know Billie’s got it goin’ on.
To be perfectly fair, Sal sure does seem to like the taste of wonderbread, as exhibited in her interactions with Jason, who may be the only man on the entire IU campus whiter than Danny.
That’s a good point, although at least Jason has a spine.
Billie is like the Anti-Relationship counselor: she just getting everything all wrong.
It shows that Joyce has come a long way when she doesn’t freak out over Billie mentioning ‘casual sex’ and instead makes a joke about tushies. Woo Joyce!
Hell, he never got any from Sal in the Walkyverse and he was DATING her. If he gets some now it will just show how twisted Willis really is.
So, how long until someone tells Amber about Dannys “Booty Call” with Sal and she flips right off the deepend again?
I expect Joyce is going to mention it casually as soon as she sees her (since she was willing to ask everyone to borrow a strap-on without knowing what one was), and Billie’s not going to stop her because she’s not going to know any better. :/
Danny informed Billie that Amazi-Girl is his girlfriend.
Billie believes Amazi-Girl is Sal.
Therefore, Danny arrived at Billie&Sal’s room to see his girlfriend.
But since then, Danny discovered that Amazi-Girl is actually Amber.
But Billie doesn’t know that.
Hell, Amber even told Billie and Billie refused to believe it.
So Amber is going to hear this all from Joyce and stop talking to Danny because she’ll think he gave up on her.
Ugh. I hate knowing how good a chance there is of that happening.
On the other hand, Joyce is doing really well right now even though she knows someone she knows might be having sex.
At this point I think pre-marital hanky-panky is water under the bridge for her.
Presuming Joyce has a reason to talk to Amber in the first place. Joyce kind of dislikes Amber due to Ethan-related jealousy, if memory serves.
Plus Danny and Amber aren’t dating, Danny and Amazi-Girl are.
So Danny can only get it up when she’s wearing a costume?
Hey man, don’t judge him. Everybody’s got their own kinks.
Did…Did…Did David Willis just make a “Amber isn’t really Amazigirl teehee” joke? I think we’ve just seen a sign of the Apocalypse!
….no….?
I’m saying Joyce wouldn’t tell Amber anything about Danny because JOYCE DOES NOT KNOW SHE IS DANNY’S GIRLFRIEND, WHO IS AMAZI-GIRL.
Does Joyce even know that Amazi-Girl is Danny’s girlfriend?
If Danny really ends up sleeping with Sal….. I’m not sure how I should react to that.
Sal does have a history of paying her tutors and Danny would be better for her than hate fucks with Jason. Still hope it doesn’t go there.
I’m loving the phrase “thank you please” here.
Also, Billie’s “That’s not that far off, actually.”: Indeed, only inches away…
ha, it’s like she’s five…
“I even know a booty call when I don’t see one.”
I smell gossip and misunderstandings in the near future.
Not to be confused with butt-dialling.
Her guess was pretty close to butt-dialing, though.
I know what *69 is! I’m 23, so no idea if you were thinking of my age as a kid or not.
“I would have thought it was like, phoning up someone’s butt or something”
…..you know, when I first read that line last night, my brain interpreted it in the worst way possible. As in someone’s phone was currently lodged in a very painful and unfortunate space.
I’m confused as to how Billie thought Sal getting dressed made this situation into an obvious booty call.
Oh man. I had forgotten all about *69.
No, Joyce, that’s butt dialing