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Why… why would you save the seeds?
they’re part of the pickle.
Not so much saving the seeds as separating them out so that Dorothy can throw them out, if she wants…which is what Joyce would have done, but Joyce is leaving the choice to Dorothy.
Her pickle, her choice.
Whatever tickles her pickle, if you will.
But wouldn’t that put her in a pickle?!
Well, at least she didn’t use the pickle as a spoon.
They’re different enough from the flesh of the pickle that it triggers Joyce’s food neuroses.
Now I want to know if there’s a little bag with caraway seeds Joyce has liberated from the rye bread, imagining “God made rye without seeds for a reason, people!”
Only in the states have I seen Rye bread with Caraway or that gods awful swirly brown white stuff they call rye bread.
Here it is a soft grey because it is mixed with wheat, that might contain either pumpkin or sunflower seeds or for the yuppies, flax or anchient grains.
True rye is that darker grey, is much more solid, substantial and could be classified as a blunt instrument or building material.
The crust can be carved into a shiv if it dries out properly – not like I have ever done that [sidelong glance]
Seeded Rye, especially a good Russian Rye, is a great foodstuff and you are making my German grandmother, who liked limberger on sunflower seed bread but preferred liverwurst on a seeded rye, cry in the afterlife.
I hope you’re happy.
I wonder what would happen if someone presented Joyce with a slice of 21-grain bread? Would her brain implode?
I get that Joyce doesn’t like them and why she would take them out, it’s the saving them in a bag that’s actively weird. Weirder, at least.
I have definitely done this with blueberry muffins…because I don’t want the blueberries and know my husband might like them so I save them for him. But I guess pickle seeds are a bit weirder to save than blueberries…
Kinda curious why she’d separate the seeds, since unlike most foods she’s been seen sifting through, the seeds in pickles are, like, perfectly spread throughout the insides of the pickle.
They aren’t! The seeds in a cucumber are in the center; the fleshy bit surrounded with harder cucumber, and the pickle is the same!
I have absolutely eaten pudding this way before.
We all have
I peel off the lid, twist it tight on one side and use the flat side as a spoon. Only because I feign that I’m civilized.
You passed the test of being Human.
No Gom Jabbar for you.
Only difference is, the sound is more of a *SCHLOORRP*
Everyone has, whether they admit it or not.
Yeah, no. I haven’t got a clue exactly how she’s eating it. Long tongue?
A combination of tongue, suction, and pudding being fluid enough to poor slightly. As she proceeds, she will begin to crush the cup as well, to squeeze out the remaining pudding.
This is so me in college.
I’ve only ever done this with jello or flan.
What is flan but caramelized pudding
Custard plus caramel.
Damn those days where you left a little, stubborn bit of the foil lid on and cut your tongue. Damn them!
I do this with yogurt if I forget to pack a spoon
Hence one of my favorite jokes…
My girlfriend asked me what made me so good at oral, i told her it’s just a sign of how much i love her but really it’s because I’m lazy and eat pudding cups without a spoon
So basically sucking it out like a snail (or a clam) from its shell.
Or a egg. Chicken. Probably.
Pudding is the pro level of this. Yogurt, Jello and fruit cups are both a bit easier.
Eyup.
It’s less eating and more absorbing, really.
…. and as awesome as it might seem, it still sucks.
Aw man, do they? Well, that’s pudding me off eating those for the forseeable future
I see what you did there.
According to Bloom County, it’s officially called “snorfling” and Opus is a world champ in the activity.
I’ve done this with jello, but not pudding.
I can’t do either anymore, though, because that would murder my beard.
If you choose beards over pudding cups, you’re doing life wrong.
The trick with jello cups is to take advantage of jello’s solidity. If you wedge a finger in the side of the cup, you can pop out the entire block at once. From there, you can either pop the whole thing into your mouth or hold it in your hand and eat it like a fruit.
You’ll need to wash your hands afterwards, but beyond that it’s no messier than any other food.
Yup.
I have squeezed the container a bit more until the container is crushed and the pudding is gone because I had no spoon and my tongue is so very short.
i got my wisdom teeth taken out last year, and sometimes was very lazy
I prefer eating pudding this way.
Pudding, gelatin, yogurt, ice creme…
I’ve used my finger to eat pudding due to not having a spoon before. Never tried eating it straight from the container though.
Is there another way?
*sarcasm* I have no idea what you are talking about
Spoons are for W E A K L I N G S
Pretty clever plan by Joyce to get Dorothy out of the books. Too bad she underestimated how obsessed Dorothy is and how great a pudding cup sounds by that point
You can be bored out of your mind, and still eat a pudding cup that way if you don’t have a spoon.
THESE ARE GROSS SORRY ♥
Ehhhh, they *are* pretty gross.
I have legit not had a pudding cup in a decade or so, I’m so jealous. ;-;
Good thing they still make them!
They also still make those little cracker breadsticks that come in the plastic tray with an attached container of yellow cheese-derived substance.
Not sure about Dunkaroos, though. You’ll probably have to make do with graham crackers and Funfetti frosting.
OH MY GOD THOSE CHEESE & CRACKER SNACKS WITH THE RED STICK.
It’s probably nostalgia bias, but I feel like 90s snacks were inherently better than today’s: red-stick-cheese-and-crackers, ice cream cups with the flat wooden spoon, cow cheese squares that came wrapped in little foil and the babybel cheese in the red wax that every kid kept and played with in class after lunch…
I remember the red-stick cheese and crackers from the 80’s. They came in peanut butter too.
I didn’t discover the Babybel cheeses until adulthood, but I love them now!
I have been looking for a way to buy bulk babybel for months now.
I cannot find ANYTHING. As far as I can tell, that particular consistency and flavor of cheese is only found in the little wax rounds.
I eat low-carb. I would put that babybel cheese on everything if I could.
Amazon maybe? I haven’t checked myself but I buy bulk amounts of random hard-to-find snacks there all the time (like roasted chickpea snacks and sour green apple only starburst mmm).
Both Sam’s and Costco have them in bags twice to three times the size at the regular grocery, so if you know someone with a membership?
babybel is still around and still in its signature red wax, and i think those cheese squares are now triangles but they still have foil on them, and i remember eating icecream with the little wooden spoon :). I work for a supermarket and i still see those things on the shelves and at checkouts
They seem to have upgraded the laughing cow cheese from cubes to wedges. It’s OK, I can still gorge on them.
No actual cheese was harmed/used in the manufacture of such products.
Tbh pretty much. I’m allergic to casein and there is little enough real cheese product in that stuff that I can tolerate a bit without setting off a bad wheezing attack.
“No, we make our snacks with real cheese. See, it’s right there!” The cheese vat operator says, pointing at the string cheese mozzarella stick in his nearby lunch bag.
I can’t really judge joyce here because I totally do this with the goo/seeds inside a tomato. I specifically buy romas because they have LESS and then i blot out the goo on a paper towel before placing the tomato slices on my sandwich or burger, because the goo is gross, sorry.
My own experience is counter to tomato goodness: When it’s tomato season and you get a good slab of a beefsteak tomato on a sandwich, that’s when it’s sloppiest, but you get the most tomato taste.
Now, in February, with the thin slices of out-of-season stuff, is when you’re least likely to get the runover of the “goo”.
(I’m suddenly craving a plain hamburger with mayo and a thick slice of August tomato on toothy bread.)
I also slice my tomatoes almost paper thin. >.> I spent most of my youth hating tomatoes and only started to enjoy them for their flavor a few years ago, so I guess I still have some weird tomato aversions.
I will admit that despite my texture squick, a fresh-picked homegrown heirloom cherry tomato is way more flavorful than my thinly-sliced store-bought romas, if I can choke down the goo. I can’t handle storebought cherry tomatoes though. The flavor has to be pretty impressive for me to tolerate the texture.
…. okay, did she FORGET to give a spoon and was standing by because she remembered after the fact, or did she “forget” to provide a spoon?
Probably the latter
That definitely seems to be the implication.
‘Forgot’ to.
Dorothy’s official character assassination.
Cost her the presidency. The spoon lobby is a little known but surprisingly powerful for in Washington, DC.
Pickle and…pudding? Sounds like pregnancy cravings to me. Joyce…?
Sugar and electrolytes. It’s like a Gatorade with substance.
You use the hollowed-out pickle to eat the pudding. Duh!
Someone clearly grew up with Infocom games!
That Dorothy sense is a weird power, still more useful than Billie intuition though.
I used to like butterscotch pudding. But I must have OD’d or something, because now I can’t stand it. Bring on the chocolate pudding!!
damnit. suddenly I’m craving butterscotch. but it’s bedtime.
Save it for breakfast!
I actually went out in the snow to buy groceries today… and… completely forgot about this. >.<
Groceries during a snowstorm? Why? Are you mad?!
You’re supposed to stock up on bread and milk before the storm starts!
Snow, not snowstorm – we don’t get real weather here
and I went to the shop a block away instead of my original plan.
Maybe I should check the weather forecast once in a while, though.
Mmmm chocolate is the best! I miss pudding so much. I developed a dairy allergy a few years ago and I have yet to find a decent dairy-free chocolate pudding substitue.
Hey, there’s a vegan chocolate mousse recipe that’s made with AVOCADOS that might just work for you: https://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/giada-de-laurentiis/chocolate-avocado-mousse-recipe-2110024 Easy to make, tastes like real chocolate mousse, just plan on making the amount you will eat within 48 hrs or so.
Bless you, kind internet stranger.
Ooo thank you for this!
some flavours of dessert tofu are pretty good (it’s one of the few things here that comes in taro flavour). I don’t know if there’s a chocolate flavour, though.
Butterscotch pudding is so underrated. I mean, seriously, f*** chocolate.
And now we see what Dorothy and Walky have in common.
She may be on a break from Walky, but she can never be free of Walky.
YEEESSS! EAT THE PUDDING, ABSORB IT’S POWER
You can get a Dorothy out of Walky but you can’t get Walky out of Dorothy.
Good thing they use condoms
Nice try Joyce.
Ah, yes, she ‘forgot’ a spoon. Oh, Joy e.
So…exactly how long has Dorothy been at that desk? Because she really is going to need to take a break, if for no other reason than doing nothing but college work for hours is going to drain what’s left of her energy and make her burn out even faster. And she will burn out. Everyone does. It’s a part of being human. There’s also the fact that while the quantity of work she can do this way is high, the quality is going to suffer.
She’ll also need to piss.
I personally don’t count eating/sleeping/bathroom as a break. You have to do those things to live. If you’re only doing the things you need to live besides school work, you’re not really taking care of yourself.
Oh, it’s not really a break– other than in the most technical sense–I was moreso referring to “how long has Dorothy been at that desk.” Eating and sleeping can both be done there. Technically the third thing can too, but I don’t think Dorothy’s quite there yet.
Fair enough.
Wait until she breaks out the catheter…
Sure, but there’s a garbage can right by her desk, so she’s all set
She does online work on her phone while she’s taking a piss. (Definitely not talking for experience. >_> )
That’s brave. There’s like a 50% chance blackboard will go out of its way to fuck with me if I use my phone to access it
not future Presidents who are going to get into Yale, no matter what it
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That is indeed one possible outcome of her powering through like this — she gets everything done around 5:00 AM, conks out, wakes up mid-day after the deadline to turn things in has passed.
Not that I know anything about this from personal experience. *whistles innocently*
We’ve seen how many strips of Dorothy’s marathon? Obviously nothing bad can come of this.
Pickles ‘n pudding, mah favert
Joyce, that’s not the type spoon you want to give to Dorothy!
You have the right avatar for that comment, too!
…Just got that. Nice.
So I’m only mostly managing to fight the urges to make a joke about either Joyce wanting to spoon Dorothy or about Dorothy slurping down her pudding and generally feeling bad for my failings…
Points well made
Since I already made the joke about Joyce wanting to spoon Dorothy, you can make the other one.
I understand that joke, it’s the other one I don’t get. How is Dorothy slurping down pudding a joke? Unless Mike is secretly filming it to save until she runs for office.
Beat me to it
So how long before Dot starts hissing at daylight?
Five hours.
So, next week or so then.
Dorothy is me
Joyce completely underestimated what someone who’s forgotten to eat will resort to to minimize all delays between food and their stomach.
I can’t decide who has grosser eating habits in this strip
The college students. All of them. It’s a tie.
I do love the fact that Joyce brought not a single spoon, but rather a whole box.
Maybe she was hoping she’d be allowed to share?
Joyce must be STOPPED! Before she mutilates another poor pickle.
At last, it is revealed! Dorothy is secretly a pudding cup vampire! Stalking the night in search of chocolate, vanilla, and banana goodness, to drain the soul from those poor innocent cups.
What about the greatness that is Tapioca?
What IS tapioca anyway?
Tapioca is little granules of starch obtained from cassava roots.
What is pudding? Or at least, what do these characters mean by “pudding”? What I call “pudding” is essentially the same as fruit cake, except cooked by steaming or boiling in a cloth rather than baking.
Likely you’d call it a custard?
Wikipedia tells me that North American English “pudding” is a blanket term for Other English “baked custard”, “blancmange”, and “jelly”.
How does the joke go again? That the Brits and Americans are separated by nothing but a common language?
Puddinghead had better watch out!
I’m starting to feel a little concerned for Dorothy’s well-being.
Yeah, there is a total collapse on the horizon. I’d hate to imagine what kind of borderline-crazy mess that ‘extra credit assignment’ she completed yesterday might be!
Joyce, that’s not how you make people leave their rooms.
It was a good idea in theory, Joyce. However, I think you underestimated just how messed up Dorothy’s brain is right now!
Crafty Joyce, devising a scheme to make Dorothy leave her room. I wonder what next step would have been “Oh-no-did-I-forget-spoons-how-lucky-here-are-some-while-you-are-already-here-there-is-time-for-some-CUDDLES!!!”
Yes, except said so fast it becomes one poorly enunciated word
OndfsplswacUDDLES
The problem? Dorothy is so close to bottoming out that I really don’t know if she’d be able to recognise Joyce or work out what is going on!
Pooding Spoons, the real test of whos Human.
You Peel off the foil top, Fold it half, bend it to a scoop, and you have an instant Pudding spoon.
Man , Dorothy.
you cant just slurp the pooding out like a damn Pudding Savage. Generations of Anthropologists have staked their careers on defining humankind by the ability to use tools.
Are you calling the Leaky a liar?
Now that know even Octopuses and crows crows could do that, if you cant make a puddingspoon given the materials, that makes you less human than an Octopus: Homo. Ocotopod-Inferior Vulgaris.
Ah, but the pudding cup is ITSELF a tool.
I’m not too proud to use my hands if I have to.
The proof is in the pudding.
If anyone else scraped seeds our of a dill pickle and wrapped em separately I’d worry for them. Knowing Joyce I just think it’s cute.
And I’m very curious.to know what she’d do to a bacon cheeseburger with pickles.
Separate the parts out and eat them separately. Or possibly blend them together into a homogeneous mush.
She doesn’t order foods that are touching each other like that – it was mentioned in earlier strips. The closest she gets is chicken fingers/child chicken strips.
At least she’s eating.
oh my
JOYCE: “Gosh! Look what she’s doing with her tongue!”
Ha.
Dorothy, no! All that cram work has you regressing!
There needs to be an alternate last panel showing Dorothy dunking the pickle into the pudding.
Joke’s on her, I never really need a spoon. I have…. several methods. None of them should be seen in public, I make a damn mess.
Nice try, Joyce, nice try.
I look forward to Joyce hitting some sort of block in her road of academic success such as “professors who care about idealogy more than work” or “things she’s just not good at period.” She can still be President and I hope she is but studying and working hard = success is something college inevitably smacks out of you.
I’m assuming you meant Dorothy there, or did I miss when Joyce had aspirations for president?
Nope. Typo. WOOOOE! WOOOEE! I am ruined!
There’s room in my trash bin if you want company
Up to Garbage Roof with you!
Was Joyce in charge of providing meals for Puerto Rico? Pickles as an entre?
I laughed really hard at the last panel. So true!
Dorothy… You can fold the lid into a spoon shaped tool….
But I also do this.
*later, Joyce is digging through Dotty’s trash (YES JOYCE IS THAT OBSESSIVE), finds pudding cup*
Aha! Wait, it’s empty! Completely clean! How did she –
*imagines Dotty licking the cup clean with her long, limber tongue*
*blushes guiltily*
<3333333333
Wait, you can use a spoon?
That’s the ++ skill version.
Waiting for my Man …
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C18lkTJWmUA
Wait for it. (Just in case this is an instance of Chekhov’s pickle.)