idk if the exact meal is part of the fetish here. probably just the boyfriend cooking, subverting all the gender roles she’d been taught as well as just being endearingly thoughtful
This is not actually Joyce’s fetish, but making Kraft Mac ‘n’ Cheese for her is one of her love languages. She will think you care about her if you maker her Kraft Mac ‘n’ Cheese by the instructions. If you care or not is strictly up to you, but she will think you do.
Explain to me how Joyce can eat Mac ‘n’ Cheese – which is elbow macaroni and cheese sauce mixed together – when she can’t eat a taco without dissecting it first.
One type of thing mixed with one type of sauce into a homogeneous glop is OK. Multiple things all jumbled up with various sauces interspersed throughout is not.
When the milk and butter reconstitute the cheese powder, it ceases being its constituent ingredients and becomes one food: “macaroni and cheese”.
A taco is a bunch of ingredients piled together. They didn’t “become” the taco, they’re merely “part of” the taco.
It could also be a mouthfeel/texture thing. Macaroni and cheese (especially the boxed kind) generally has one consistency, but adding something like chopped-up hot dogs would add unexpected lumps. Tacos are a variety of textures and temperatures (shredded lettuce, lumpy meat, diced tomato, and of course the shell), which can trigger alarm bells for some people.
In much the same way that a tortilla is a single food despite being made of multiple ingredients, or that ground beef with salt in it is still just ground beef, mac and cheese has ceased to be two ingredients and is now one food.
Well, ‘mac on’ and ‘macking’ both exist as sexual/potentially sexual slang terms, and cheese could be stretched into being used as one of many, many euphemisms for semen, sooo… it’s entirely possible to accomplish that.
lol well sharing food together is already pretty intimate but i half expect someone to interrupt the mb/c i assume that door doesn’t lock even if joyce closed it unless she also barricades it
Make the Cyrano’s love interest the person they are helping to get a different person, as opposed to the third person being their shared love interest.
While i am not worried in this specific pairing (i think Joe is at least decent at stating his boundaries, he proved that with the drinking), i do think we should normalize that sexualized violence CAN be done from a party perceived as physically weaker (a small woman vs a big man). Sexualized violence ≠ overpowering someone by sheer force, it can also be done by coercion, blackmail, emotional manipulation, intoxication, etc.
We need to stop disbelieving male victims!
I hope this goes over well.
Joyce don’t murder Joe as a means of starting your killing spree. It’s a bad idea for many reasons, including being morally wrong.
That’s how you sound. Like someone reaching so hard it should be an olympic fucking sport. PEOPLE ARE ALLOWED TO HAVE AND DISPLAY SEXUAL INTEREST WITHOUT IT MEANING THEY’RE GOING TO ASSAULT THE OBJECT OF THEIR INTEREST. Say that to yourself as many times as it takes to stop these wild comments.
Look, it’s very simple. The first one to display intent or interest is a rapist, okay? Regardless of context, there cannot be such a thing as consent. Nobody can consent unless they haven’t received signals that the other party is interested, and those signals immediately nullify the chance for consent. So if we see somebody start to signal, we have a moral fucking imperative to jump instantly to the worst conclusion. The octopus that lives in my brain said so.
You know what would probably happen if she did decide to, say, march up to him right now and attempt to shove him into the bed, and it turns out he wants not to be shoved into the bed for immediate sex? He would say something along the lines of “woah, hold up”, she would stop, and it would be awkward but fine. They are in fact capable of talking to and perceiving the actions and needs of each other.
Also, if you’re dating someone who you can reasonably believe would like to have sex with you, find yourself in a situation where you think they’re trying to initiate sex, and try to jump their bones, that is not morally wrong. That is, at worst, a misunderstanding. Yes, consent is good and sexy and vital, but that doesn’t mean that every situation in which someone attempts to jump someone else’s bones when the someone else has not yet given explicit verbal consent is automatically sexual assault.
She’s a biiiiit distracted at the moment. One time, I speed-walked into a doorframe in front of *both* my bosses because a cute guy was flirting with me *by text*. Shit happens, lmao
I think the point where I finally started to pick up on the subtle hinting the narrative was laying down was when Joyce looked directly at the camera and said “I’m really looking forward to having sex with Joe soon” and then it cut directly to Joe saying “I’m really looking forward to a chastely romantic date with Joyce soon”
And our entire Comments section is the Greek Chorus, alternating between lamentations of “Oh no poor Joe!’ and breathless exultations of “Get him Joyce!”
Seems to me like Joe might be about to finally address Joyce’s overt horniness towards him and his concerns about it all. And he seems to be doing it in a very comfy way (per Dotty). Good luck, Joe!
I have been waiting so god damn long to see Joyce jump Joe’s bones – even if it’s just a little bone-jumping, doesn’t have to be full-on jumped bones, even just some skeletal vaulting is fine – I’ll take what I can get!
As a husband to an autist, I can safely say that “cook her her favorite meal exactly the way she wants it” is the nitro into the romance buttons. For my wife it was “chicken strips and fries from scratch” but y’know, it still fits!
I cannot agree with this hard enough. I make some bomb-ass chicken strips, and she lets me know it every single time. That cornmeal breading makes all the difference.
Oh yeah, crunchy cornmeal breading on thin chicken strips or patties … yeah.
I don’t like ranch dressing by itself (texture issue), but with the right amount of cholula or similar hot sauce, no more issue, and it’s great on the chicken.
I got a massive ego boost when she said the strips didn’t even need any sauce, the way I’d spiced them. She’s a fiend for some S&S on her chicken. That’s how you know you did well.
Joyce is disappointed that Joe thinks a good meal can be achieved by following instructions on a package without adding fresh ingredients. Like, obviously.
Correct. Cooking is a very intimate act because it involves patience, care, attention to detail, and intent. Joe heard from Dorothy that she likes plain Kraft from the box so he’s doing that for her now.
Joyce has never had that level of kindness or sweetness and it has completely solved the “but do I *want* to for the right reasons or am I just horny” issue. She is now feeling the girl urge of ‘oh my god he’s so goddamn wonderful and thoughtful and kind to me I’m going to go crazy if I don’t fuck him.’
Sure, but imagine that same loving, tender energy coming from the boyfriend you’ve had a grand total of like, a few weeks at most. Her loins are on fire right now.
And if Joyce had Dorothy on her *conscious* list of “people I would be happy to pre-marital hanky-panky”, Dorothy would have gotten the full treatment. As that has not hit her active consideration yet, Joyce didn’t. (But I don’t remember if that was before or after Joyce decided to take her on a date to get drunk.)
I don’t think Joe is into this. He seems to want to take things slow, and Joyce is wanting to take things really fast. He’s been giving her hints that he’s not 100% ready to jump into things with her. :/
I don’t see much of a problem on the way. Unless one of them says something really extra crummy, Joe turning down immediate sex doesn’t seem likely to cause more than a temporary bout of disappointment in Joyce, and Joyce angling for said immediate sex doesn’t seem likely to cause Joe more than some slight boneration.
Now I’m imagining them basically negotiating an appropriate level of intimacy after eating, eventually settling on Joyce sleeping over completely naked with some cartoons on, if Joe isn’t quite ready for a fuckination yet.
I see no long term problem. The Joyce/Joe dynamic is very different than the Lucy/Walky dynamic. Lucy just wanted sex by any justification; she’s not concerned with long-term. Joyce wants sex and more long-term from Joe. If she doesn’t get the sex right away but does get the ‘more’ (which getting some fresh-cooked per-instructions mac’n’cheese is a definite part of that), she’ll still be fine.
Joe is worried about taking advantage of and breaking her. I think that if she climbs onto him and makes eye contact and says, “I’m ready,” that’s going to be an easier deal to make than after the party when she was drunk.
Yeah, it’s not unusual for each wing to have at least one kitchenette. Not sure if it’s in its own room, or if it’s on one side of the common room (where Ruth has her floor meetings).
Frankly I’m kind of surprised they haven’t all been replaced by banks of microwaves, since that’s all that most kids these days know how to use.
If it’s anything like where I went to school, the kitchenette would get closed off for a year every couple of years because someone did something goddamn stupid like “burn easy-mac” and the powers that be would decide the best solution to that was take away something from all fifty kids on the floor because one was an idiot.
OTOH, we all had microwaves in our rooms, back in the 1990s.
If there are only certain hours it’s available (why would they limit the times it can be used? Idk, colleges love to restrict things), it would make sense to have a door so it can be locked (with the key kept at the front desk). Might not be able to be locked from the inside.
Joyce’s prehensile feet are actually canon, she was clearly locking that door, bolting it, pulling the chain across and sliding a little note under the door that said “back in 5!”
Having a microwave in your room seems pretty standard, or at least was ten years ago. Even if a lot of students don’t know how to cook, still serves a purpose for those who do (and also for those times when one suddenly learns their friend can’t cook and is overwhelmed by the need to teach them).
I’m now reminded that on Saturday, my town had a Halloween parade, and right at the end there was a float that, instead of tossing out candy, was handing people boxes of Kraft mac ‘n’ cheese. It was the best attraction in the parade by far.
Have you never had to stir the Kraft Macaroni and Cheese Dinner while it was cooking?
Truly, there is nothing closer to the sweet, sweet sounds of sexual pleasure then churning a wooden spoon through Kraft Brand Macaroni And Cheese Dinner.
Porn Foley Artists the world over have known this truth since the early days of Merkin McGii.
leave it to Dotty to grok Joyce-grade foreplay
I wasn’t previously aware that Mac & Cheese was a fetish.
I should have known. I don’t know why this came as a surprise to me.
If there’s one thing that I’ve learned in the time that I’ve been on the Internet, it’s that everything is somebody’s fetish.
soggies may rule 34
We call them daddies now.
The act of fetishizing may, in fact also be a fetish.
That’s Rule #49, in fact.
idk if the exact meal is part of the fetish here. probably just the boyfriend cooking, subverting all the gender roles she’d been taught as well as just being endearingly thoughtful
Joe just hit the nail in the had. It’s a lot easier when it was already placed there.
https://www.dumbingofage.com/2023/comic/book-14/01-everybodys-looking-for-nothing/work-3/
It is worth noting that this led directly into Joyce and Dorothy winding up in bed together.
https://www.dumbingofage.com/2023/comic/book-14/01-everybodys-looking-for-nothing/mrmmrrmrmimo/
A scandalous episode, to be sure. Shocking! :O
This is not actually Joyce’s fetish, but making Kraft Mac ‘n’ Cheese for her is one of her love languages. She will think you care about her if you maker her Kraft Mac ‘n’ Cheese by the instructions. If you care or not is strictly up to you, but she will think you do.
Explain to me how Joyce can eat Mac ‘n’ Cheese – which is elbow macaroni and cheese sauce mixed together – when she can’t eat a taco without dissecting it first.
One type of thing mixed with one type of sauce into a homogeneous glop is OK. Multiple things all jumbled up with various sauces interspersed throughout is not.
Because MacAndCheese is an unseparable unit. It has always been eaten together and always will be. It’s not Mac ….. AND …. Cheese, it’s MacAndCheese!
When the milk and butter reconstitute the cheese powder, it ceases being its constituent ingredients and becomes one food: “macaroni and cheese”.
A taco is a bunch of ingredients piled together. They didn’t “become” the taco, they’re merely “part of” the taco.
It could also be a mouthfeel/texture thing. Macaroni and cheese (especially the boxed kind) generally has one consistency, but adding something like chopped-up hot dogs would add unexpected lumps. Tacos are a variety of textures and temperatures (shredded lettuce, lumpy meat, diced tomato, and of course the shell), which can trigger alarm bells for some people.
food needs are not always logical
In much the same way that a tortilla is a single food despite being made of multiple ingredients, or that ground beef with salt in it is still just ground beef, mac and cheese has ceased to be two ingredients and is now one food.
It’s half of the fetish. “By the instructions” is the other half.
Oooo!
You must be willing to submit yourself to the domination of the package’s instructions.
I mean it IS thick n creamy o3o
What good pussy sound like and all that
For certain values of the word ‘talk’.
did you forget
Goddamn, now I really want some macaroni.
Jump his bones, Joyce. You know you want to. Do it.
She want’s the D… SO MUCH.
He want’s to not be a D… SO MUCH.
And, apparently, he has SO MUCH D
Someone please make a dirty wordplay related to Mac and cheese because I have nothing.
A friend of mine come up with “Mac and Yak” what’s your judgement on it?
Yech.
Well, ‘mac on’ and ‘macking’ both exist as sexual/potentially sexual slang terms, and cheese could be stretched into being used as one of many, many euphemisms for semen, sooo… it’s entirely possible to accomplish that.
Mack and Please?
Mack on cheese?
I’m not good at this.
they gonna do the Mac-arena ^^
Eyyy
I think Joyce really wants to do some caNOODLEing, if you know what I mean. ;D
Oof, that’s bad. I’m gonna look pasta your puns and appreciate you nonetheless.
lol well sharing food together is already pretty intimate but i half expect someone to interrupt the mb/c i assume that door doesn’t lock even if joyce closed it unless she also barricades it
Macaroni and Sleeze
Mac-a-boner and Squeeze
Oh my gosh this is too cute. Cooking her autistic safe food. That’s love right there
And if he does the dishes afterwards? Keep that guy around.
Yes this is peak autism love language. Nothing says “i love you” quite like “i truly understand what it is you need to feel safe with me“ <3
This is cute as hell.
Also ok yeah Dorothy is 100 percent Cyranoing this shit
Somehow I never put together how well the Cyrano plot would work with the Cyrano role as a gay character
Honestly a little embarassed
The Half of It (2020)
Make the Cyrano’s love interest the person they are helping to get a different person, as opposed to the third person being their shared love interest.
I feel like that’s a different plot then
It’s certainly an ‘Oglaf’ strip.
That sounds like a Steve Martin movie.
Horny mode activated.
+1
calllllllled ittttttttttt
Joyce having a freudian moment right now.
Yes.
Talk.
With our lips.
And tongues
Proper communication also requires body language.
Lots of body language.
Closed that door so skillfully ? We’re gonna see them next time in the morning then
DorothyxJoyce shippers will rue the day Joe made… F○○k-aroni and J○zz
Idunno it’s basically proof that Dotty knows exactly how to get into Joyce’s pants like Mission Impossible
Forkaroni and Jazz? Is that a regional brand or something?
It’s a band that plays at county fairs.
Fuckaroni and find out?
Ah yes, talking time. “Talking”
Joyce don’t fuck your boyfriend in the shared dorm kitchen, that’s bad form
Okay but consider… Boyfriend hot.
But he made mac n cheese, you forgot that part.
And let’s be honest, we’ve only really seen Joyce able to perform in shared spaces so far….
Well at least they’re not shitting where they eat… just fucking.
I hope this goes over well.
Joyce, don’t jump Joe’s bones before he gives consent. It’s a bad idea for many reasons, including being morally wrong.
Jesus this comment really does have an issue with jumping noncon conclusions.
*guy in the dumbing of age comments section* boy i hope this repressed christian girl with autism doesn’t rape this guy
While i am not worried in this specific pairing (i think Joe is at least decent at stating his boundaries, he proved that with the drinking), i do think we should normalize that sexualized violence CAN be done from a party perceived as physically weaker (a small woman vs a big man). Sexualized violence ≠ overpowering someone by sheer force, it can also be done by coercion, blackmail, emotional manipulation, intoxication, etc.
We need to stop disbelieving male victims!
That’s all well and good, but nobody here is doing any of that.
dude the FUUUUCK? ?
Literally. It’s gross, I’m so sick of it.
Shut the fuck up.
Reading the comments from bottoms up, seeing this as a response was quite a thing before I got to the comment you answered to
You’re welcome.
I hope this goes over well.
Joyce don’t murder Joe as a means of starting your killing spree. It’s a bad idea for many reasons, including being morally wrong.
That’s how you sound. Like someone reaching so hard it should be an olympic fucking sport. PEOPLE ARE ALLOWED TO HAVE AND DISPLAY SEXUAL INTEREST WITHOUT IT MEANING THEY’RE GOING TO ASSAULT THE OBJECT OF THEIR INTEREST. Say that to yourself as many times as it takes to stop these wild comments.
Look, it’s very simple. The first one to display intent or interest is a rapist, okay? Regardless of context, there cannot be such a thing as consent. Nobody can consent unless they haven’t received signals that the other party is interested, and those signals immediately nullify the chance for consent. So if we see somebody start to signal, we have a moral fucking imperative to jump instantly to the worst conclusion. The octopus that lives in my brain said so.
….. fuck off with that abelism.
You know what would probably happen if she did decide to, say, march up to him right now and attempt to shove him into the bed, and it turns out he wants not to be shoved into the bed for immediate sex? He would say something along the lines of “woah, hold up”, she would stop, and it would be awkward but fine. They are in fact capable of talking to and perceiving the actions and needs of each other.
Also, if you’re dating someone who you can reasonably believe would like to have sex with you, find yourself in a situation where you think they’re trying to initiate sex, and try to jump their bones, that is not morally wrong. That is, at worst, a misunderstanding. Yes, consent is good and sexy and vital, but that doesn’t mean that every situation in which someone attempts to jump someone else’s bones when the someone else has not yet given explicit verbal consent is automatically sexual assault.
I’d honestly expect Joyce to be more experienced with closing doors with her foot. That looked like an amateurish close tbh.
She’s a biiiiit distracted at the moment. One time, I speed-walked into a doorframe in front of *both* my bosses because a cute guy was flirting with me *by text*. Shit happens, lmao
“Yes, if you define talking as ‘something we’ll do with our lips, tongue, and possibly teeth, while making noises,’ then we will definitely talk.”
Don’t forget body language. Very important.
You cannot set up a scene with the dorothy dinner framing while joyce is wearing the lesbian pride coded jacket lel
So help Joe if they ever invented oyster mac and cheese.
… I get the feeling that these two are after different things tonight.
I think the point where I finally started to pick up on the subtle hinting the narrative was laying down was when Joyce looked directly at the camera and said “I’m really looking forward to having sex with Joe soon” and then it cut directly to Joe saying “I’m really looking forward to a chastely romantic date with Joyce soon”
And our entire Comments section is the Greek Chorus, alternating between lamentations of “Oh no poor Joe!’ and breathless exultations of “Get him Joyce!”
Seems to me like Joe might be about to finally address Joyce’s overt horniness towards him and his concerns about it all. And he seems to be doing it in a very comfy way (per Dotty). Good luck, Joe!
too many jokes to make. damn you choice paralysis!
(and willis!)
This is going to go all kinds of goof, isn’t it.
Dorothy really came through for him, haha.
Seriously, give that woman an A+ and some head.
Because overcooked macaroni swimming in a soup of imitation cheese-food-product is Joyce’s love language.
Oh please don’t overcook it! I can’t. I. No. Nope. Literally kicking in a gag reflex I didn’t know I still had…..ooooooof
If that’s what you get trying to follow the directions on the box, you’re doing it wrong. Try again, but this time do it right.
You know that you control how cooked the macaroni is, right? Like you’re in charge of that part. It doesn’t come overcooked
I dunno; I’d feel too bloated after mac and cheese for sex . . .
It’s all about portion control.
Proceed.
Y’know what? Joe asked for date advice and Dorothy delivered. Line ’em up, knock ’em down.
I have been waiting so god damn long to see Joyce jump Joe’s bones – even if it’s just a little bone-jumping, doesn’t have to be full-on jumped bones, even just some skeletal vaulting is fine – I’ll take what I can get!
The look on her face implies she’s about to do an acrobatic fucking pirouette onto those bones.
As a husband to an autist, I can safely say that “cook her her favorite meal exactly the way she wants it” is the nitro into the romance buttons. For my wife it was “chicken strips and fries from scratch” but y’know, it still fits!
I cannot agree with this hard enough. I make some bomb-ass chicken strips, and she lets me know it every single time. That cornmeal breading makes all the difference.
Oh yeah, crunchy cornmeal breading on thin chicken strips or patties … yeah.
I don’t like ranch dressing by itself (texture issue), but with the right amount of cholula or similar hot sauce, no more issue, and it’s great on the chicken.
Also: Stews and soups. No texture issues there!
Yaaasss!
I got a massive ego boost when she said the strips didn’t even need any sauce, the way I’d spiced them. She’s a fiend for some S&S on her chicken. That’s how you know you did well.
ok yeah chicken strips are pretty great
and homemade fries are amazing uwu
[Input the vine of someone making mac and cheese and another going “that’s what good p**** sounds like” here]
What is happening in panel three? I am confused.
Joyce is disappointed that Joe thinks a good meal can be achieved by following instructions on a package without adding fresh ingredients. Like, obviously.
Those boxes are fresh from the store idk what you mean.
Neuron activation.
It’s the exact moment Joyce realized she won’t need to anymore outside help figuring out what kind of sex to have.
^ this. What she MEANS is “you know me well enough to make me one of my favorite foods without judging me for it being simple or childish…”
For as much shit as Joyce takes from many other people for being a picky eater, this is practically a separate love language.
Correct. Cooking is a very intimate act because it involves patience, care, attention to detail, and intent. Joe heard from Dorothy that she likes plain Kraft from the box so he’s doing that for her now.
Joyce has never had that level of kindness or sweetness and it has completely solved the “but do I *want* to for the right reasons or am I just horny” issue. She is now feeling the girl urge of ‘oh my god he’s so goddamn wonderful and thoughtful and kind to me I’m going to go crazy if I don’t fuck him.’
“Joyce has never had that level of kindness or sweetness”
Other than when Dorothy did exactly this a little while ago (I think a few days ago in comic?)
Sure, but imagine that same loving, tender energy coming from the boyfriend you’ve had a grand total of like, a few weeks at most. Her loins are on fire right now.
And if Joyce had Dorothy on her *conscious* list of “people I would be happy to pre-marital hanky-panky”, Dorothy would have gotten the full treatment. As that has not hit her active consideration yet, Joyce didn’t. (But I don’t remember if that was before or after Joyce decided to take her on a date to get drunk.)
I don’t think Joe is into this. He seems to want to take things slow, and Joyce is wanting to take things really fast. He’s been giving her hints that he’s not 100% ready to jump into things with her. :/
I don’t see much of a problem on the way. Unless one of them says something really extra crummy, Joe turning down immediate sex doesn’t seem likely to cause more than a temporary bout of disappointment in Joyce, and Joyce angling for said immediate sex doesn’t seem likely to cause Joe more than some slight boneration.
This talk with ‘take it slow, Joe’ might mean an early Laundry night for Joyce… Or maybe another fully clothed sleep over.
Now I’m imagining them basically negotiating an appropriate level of intimacy after eating, eventually settling on Joyce sleeping over completely naked with some cartoons on, if Joe isn’t quite ready for a fuckination yet.
That’s honestly so cute and romantic and I want it to happen.
I see no long term problem. The Joyce/Joe dynamic is very different than the Lucy/Walky dynamic. Lucy just wanted sex by any justification; she’s not concerned with long-term. Joyce wants sex and more long-term from Joe. If she doesn’t get the sex right away but does get the ‘more’ (which getting some fresh-cooked per-instructions mac’n’cheese is a definite part of that), she’ll still be fine.
Joe is worried about taking advantage of and breaking her. I think that if she climbs onto him and makes eye contact and says, “I’m ready,” that’s going to be an easier deal to make than after the party when she was drunk.
Maybe.
That’s basically what Liz did and she wasn’t ready.
Oh, there’s gonna be maccin’ tonight, in one form or another.
Here, have a ribbon. This one says “Best in Show.”
‘Mac’, yes. I’m unsure about the ‘cheese’. Maybe ‘cheesecake’ instead.
It ain’t easy bein’ cheesy.
Put a sock on the handle!
Joyce ending up having sexual acts in public spaces,
was not on my 2024 bingo card…
but what can you do? 😛
There were a lot of things not on my bingo card for this year, and here we are.
For the pool on ‘Where does Joyce first give head?’, I’m putting my $5 on Blowjob Cat. It’s public and thematic.
“Talk me against a wall”
Personal rooms don’t have cooking material so this is… a floor’s common kitchen or something ?
Yeah, it’s not unusual for each wing to have at least one kitchenette. Not sure if it’s in its own room, or if it’s on one side of the common room (where Ruth has her floor meetings).
Frankly I’m kind of surprised they haven’t all been replaced by banks of microwaves, since that’s all that most kids these days know how to use.
If it’s anything like where I went to school, the kitchenette would get closed off for a year every couple of years because someone did something goddamn stupid like “burn easy-mac” and the powers that be would decide the best solution to that was take away something from all fifty kids on the floor because one was an idiot.
OTOH, we all had microwaves in our rooms, back in the 1990s.
If it’s a dorm kitchenette, how does it have a door she can close (and presumably, lock and bolt)?
Somebody installed one during construction or renovation? How else does a room get a door?
If there are only certain hours it’s available (why would they limit the times it can be used? Idk, colleges love to restrict things), it would make sense to have a door so it can be locked (with the key kept at the front desk). Might not be able to be locked from the inside.
A room has a door. The height of unrealistic.
Since she’s kicking it closed with a foot, I think presuming there’s a lock and bolt is a bit of stretch.
Joyce’s prehensile feet are actually canon, she was clearly locking that door, bolting it, pulling the chain across and sliding a little note under the door that said “back in 5!”
The ones in my dorm did, so that they could be denied to students if there were cooking mishaps that annoyed the residence life staffers too much.
Having a microwave in your room seems pretty standard, or at least was ten years ago. Even if a lot of students don’t know how to cook, still serves a purpose for those who do (and also for those times when one suddenly learns their friend can’t cook and is overwhelmed by the need to teach them).
That sound you hear is the plippety-plip of estrogen, cascading through Joyce.
It only *sounds* like macaroni water boiling.
Huh. Why did I never think of this?
Plot twist: He really does want to talk.
Extra plot twist: he wants to talk about the incident with Liz.
This is how this ends…
Joyce and Joe, their bodies writhing together in a hot tub coated in saran wrap, lightly greased with KMC original cheese sauce.
Fucking behave yourself. No really, knock it the fuck off.
For certain values of the word ‘talk’.
I’m now reminded that on Saturday, my town had a Halloween parade, and right at the end there was a float that, instead of tossing out candy, was handing people boxes of Kraft mac ‘n’ cheese. It was the best attraction in the parade by far.
need me a partner like that
Page tomorrow, simply that meme of the girl doing a selfie right next to a guy who got sucked dry.
Is Joe seriously about to make 5 boxes of mac and cheese? He’s a hungry boy!
Joe taking advice from Joey in Friends: “Well, you might wanna make a little extra, because, ya know, you’ll probably be hungry after the sex.”
Ew, David.
I really appreciate the commitment Joe seems to have made here. He bought a 5-pack!
It’s soooo much mac and cheese, but considering that next-day mac is even better reheated, I fully support the over-commitment.
It’s happening let’s gooooooo
…and then joyce gets indigestion/a stomachache from the cheese/dairy and distracts her from any horny thoughts lola
Is this it? Is this Joyce’s slipshine moment
She’s tired of being afraid, and knows it’s time to get furious…
…ly…
FU-
*Is dragged off the stage before being able to finish the sentence.*
Joe’s gonna
Mac her cheese ???
*puts on NCIS theme*
she might not have room for the mac n cheese after she finishes eating her lower lip
So did Dorothy also suggest a topic to talk about? Bet she did!
“what a peculiar way you’ve said ‘fuck’, what accent is that?”
WTF dude this ain’t 4chan, plz CHILL
This is what gets her going?
Yeah shouldn’t be shocked
Have you never had to stir the Kraft Macaroni and Cheese Dinner while it was cooking?
Truly, there is nothing closer to the sweet, sweet sounds of sexual pleasure then churning a wooden spoon through Kraft Brand Macaroni And Cheese Dinner.
Porn Foley Artists the world over have known this truth since the early days of Merkin McGii.
TONIGHT THIS MUSIC SEEEMS SO LOUD I WISH THAT WE COULD LOOOSE THIS CROWD
Little did she know, in another life premarital hanky panky saved somones life.
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