If, with the literate, I am
Impelled to try an epigram,
I never seek to take the credit;
We all assume that JenAside said it.
-Dorothy “JenAside” Parker
You just try to pull that off with someone who has a clear liking for either Pancakes, Waffles, or French Toast. You see what happens. There will be syrup spilled.
Or what if you prefer breakfast meats to pastries? Or if you don’t like breakfast foods at all? What if you don’t particularly care for them, but will eat them when offered?
Sorry, I was jokingly implying that “French” IS a sexuality. I could have gone with “French Canadian”, but that’s more a private joke whose meaning depends on acquaintance with a Quebecois friend of mine who, uh REALLY likes breakfast. Metaphorically.
*Selects pancakes*
You got: Everybody’s Lover
You’re everybody’s lover! Like, you’re everybody’s friend. Except all your friends want to have sex with you.
*Open 2nd window, selects waffles*
You got: Turned On For What
You’re… howdoiputitgently… easily aroused. But hey, that’s not a bad thing! You’ve got a high libido and it’s not your fault. Everything excites you because everything is exciting. You love life. You’d like to have sex with life.
LOL Becky likes Waffles. Kinda goes with the whole walking around shouting “I’m a lesbian” thing she was doing… 😛
In some parts of America at least, the “sweet course” is eaten first and the “savory course” is eaten second, demoting the savory course to the role of side dish. Sure, you can eat eggs and sausage without pancakes, waffles, or French toast and it doesn’t quite feel like eating french fries without a burger, but most diners and hotel restaurants (and IHOP, not to mention my family) include “complementary” eggs and sausage/bacon/ham with most of the sweet breakfast items and even a few of the savory ones.
And on that note, what if you prefer other designated eating times other than breakfast? Such as lunch or dinner. Or… OR… what if you like some kind of mix between TWO designated eating times… like BRUNCH… or the ever fabled Brinner?
Marcus Licinius Crassus: Do you eat oysters?
Antoninus: When I have them, master.
Marcus Licinius Crassus: Do you eat snails?
Antoninus: No, master.
Marcus Licinius Crassus: Do you consider the eating of oysters to be moral and the eating of snails to be immoral?
Antoninus: No, master.
Marcus Licinius Crassus: Of course not. It is all a matter of taste, isn’t it?
Antoninus: Yes, master.
Marcus Licinius Crassus: And taste is not the same as appetite, and therefore not a question of morals.
Antoninus: It could be argued so, master.
Marcus Licinius Crassus: My robe, Antoninus. My taste includes both snails and oysters.
What are you, Ann Landers circa nineteen-whatever? French toast is bread that never even knew that it was meant for the griddle until it got dipped in egg and then it was like whoa what’s this new feeling is this what I’ve been searching for all my life and you’re like hey, you’re what I’ve been searching for all my life, how about some cinnamon, how about some whipped cream, and then something magical happens.
Or, you know, you could just stick with your flapjacks.
Actually, I know exactly what Kojie is talking about. It’s difficult to talk about the correlation between Africain Americains and poverty, and how certain racial groups have had it better in America simply due to the historical aspects which correspond to earlier racism.
Well, yes. She still needs to deal with the aftermath of the frat party, and now she also realizes that she was (inadvertently) harming her best friend and her (kinda) boyfriend. A certain amount of anxiety is to be expected.
Way better than Roz would ever be. All Roz knows how to do is throw things in people’s faces. If this situation were reversed, where Joyce went off on Roz about intolerance, Roz would have simply yelled right back at Joyce. I doubt it would even have occurred to her to try to do something like this.
Of course, I could be wrong, but this is the same person who claimed she didn’t need her textbook for this class and, when the teacher sarcastically commented that she could teach this class, smugly responded that she’d met her.
On her first day Joyce would’ve yelled back too. Given some time I think Roz Will get better. I think the reason it’s called “Dumbing of age” is that everyone does stupid things, and this is their time to grow out of it. That may be obvious to some people, but it took me A while to figure it out. My point is Roz Will not act like a jerk face very much longer.
I’m old enough to remember where I was when JFK was shot and I eat Pop Tarts (mostly the brown sugar cinnamon, but I do enjoy blueberry, or sometimes chocolate fudge as a dessert).
It’s really weird, I bought some Pop Tarts a few weeks ago, and I just… didn’t really like them that much. :/ (I’m 29.) It’s really confusing to me, because I still have a huge sweet tooth for many other things (notably ice cream), but apparently I just don’t dig Pop Tarts that much anymore.
And especially not as a breakfast food. Apparently I mostly want savory things in the morning nowadays, not as much sweet.
To her credit, Joyce has gone from “highly-insecure, but still very much ‘family-values'” to actively trying to facilitate a same-sex wedding in the space of a few minutes. That’s pretty dang impressive.
And, in a giant inside-job heist, $1 million worth of that reserve was stolen. It’s so important in Canada that, not only is there a strategic reserve, but someone bothered to plan a massive heist.
Speaking of which, I would totally watch that heist movie.
Also, Canada has every right to have a strategic reserve of maple syrup. Theirs is the best in the world, and its export is a legitimately massive part of their economy.
When I was little, my hippie mom didn’t want us to say that things sucked, because that word was derived from oral sex, whereas she held that oral sex is wonderful and lovely and shouldn’t be used derogatorily.
And I grew up with “suck” not really thinking about it, but I guess originally it did have a connotation about just what it is that you’re sucking. So I could see a stodgier crowd holding out longer than more liberal society.
… You people do know that I actually do know this, right? I was pointing out the weakness of Joyce’s words. (Although the F-word still needs to become Hanky-Panky for April!)
Honestly, “suck” as a synonym for oral sex makes more sense than “gay” as a synonym for homosexual. If you’re trying to demonize something, you really shouldn’t make it seem the partakers are perpetually happy. I mean c’mon now! If being gay were a choice, do you have any idea how many people would have converted just because of the common name? Then where would you be fundies? Hmmmm?
That’s nothing, I still can’t say the S-bombs baby brother (yes, that C-word). Which is extra weird because my father has a literal sailor’s mouth and my mother is both a retired soldier and a retired trucker. Even weirder? I’m perfectly fine with “bugger”, despite knowing full well that it’s on par with the F-bomb in British slang (it’s a synonym for sodomize).
As for “suck” itself, it never got sexualized, and when my teachers tried to regulate it, we assumed it was for the same reason they censored “shut up” — it just wasn’t nice
Really don’t understand how I came in as second post today, and now Im number 8, and yet no matter Jen manages to hold top spot…a mystery of the universe.
We Cybertronians don’t have anything like that. Well, not unless you count the round Cyber Matter Orbs we used to have back where I lived. Add in some Energon for flavour-
I was really excited about that for the three seconds before it took me to realize that “about four” pancakes was about all I’d really want of unilimited pancakes, thus rendering it not an exceptionally good deal. Ah well; some day mankind (or, y’know, corporate devilkind)) will conceive of something I can’t immediately overthink to death.
Agreed about the pancakes. Especially since my teen years are way behind me and I don’t have the bottomless stomach like I did back then.
However, twenty years ago, there was a place that had all you can eat shrimp prepared in three different ways [Boiled, Fried and Scampi]. IIRC, it was $9.99, which was a bit pricey but since I still had the capacity back then it was a good deal and I enjoyed my meal.
Poor Walky, still has to run?
And just realized..Joyce said ‘suck’…wow.
Well, when joyce gets a ‘life change’ poke, she doesn’t go by halfs, but then she does that.
I hear a lot of folk say that everyone is at least a little bisexual, although as someone who’s, uh, definitely bisexual I kinda doubt it. Unless we’re talking about the very mild kind that would allow “110% straight” dudes to go “hey, you’re actually a pretty good-lookin’ dude” and such. My point is, Confucius say, “Reserve judgement until Joyce mouth full of pudendum.”
Okay, this has been bothering me for a while now. Lots of people* have been taking Joyce’s reaction to Becky’s kiss to mean that Joyce is definitely straight. I’m not saying that she’s necessarily bi, but “Joyce is not sexually attracted to her best friend since forever” is not in and of itself hard evidence of straightness, or anything besides exactly what it says. That would be like saying that because Walky isn’t attracted to Billie, he must be gay.
*And yes, I’m aware that in this case, “people” includes Joyce herself. Given her (admittedly becoming less) narrow view of sexuality, though, this is a fairly understandable assumption for her to make.
So far Joyce has denied an attraction to Becky, Dorothy, Sal and Billie. If she’s bisexual to any degree I don’t know what it’ll take to display itself.
I don’t think Joyce identifies as Bi, but I’m pretty sure she’s not a Kinsey 0.
I can conceivably believe they’re just silly girl crushes from the sheltered fundie girl who was taught to repress any kind of sexuality, but that smacks of me being kind of dismissive of the idea that Joyce might actually be Bi.
I wouldn’t say it’s a hardcoded fact that she isn’t, in so much that it’s not really our place to decide that. If she eventually discovered that she was, that wouldn’t be a contradiction to her character.
Which was very painful for her. I don’t think she could be with Becky in that way, which pains her because I think on a level, she probably wishes she could give Becky that.
In another universe, Joyce self-identified as straight. But at this stage of her life, it seems more central that she’s very sexually repressed (and conflicted about it) than what gender/s catches her eye.
That sounds like over or under mixing of the batter. Over mixing creates too much gluten while under mixing leaves lumps of dry ingredients in the batter. Either one can cause the described pancakes, but the overmixed pancakes are tough and chewy.
Can you tell I spend too much time watching Alton Brown?
Gettin’ all finicky on you, but quite a lot of people are gluten intolerant. As my husband and I discovered, the only way you can be sure you are NOT is by cutting it out and seeing how you feel after a few weeks. By the way, we both have (different degrees of) gluten intolerance.
In fact, I have read (although I didn’t do the research to back it up so this may be incorrect) that humans, in general, can’t digest gluten and that it causes many health problems. True or false, I know what it does to ME.
Yes, but there’s also a study that gluten intolerance is at least partly nocebic, and is instead caused by a group of sugars that usually, but not always, comes with gluten. Not to disparage your symptoms, those are most certainly real, and it isn’t hurting you to cut out gluten, but, food for thought.
You remember Becky had the same upbringing as Joyce, right? Just because you realise you like a different gender than expected gender won’t automatically wipe out all your other fundie beliefs.
Thanks to the joys of comic time, sometime around Valentine’s in-comic, gay marriage will have been legal in Indiana for Joyce’s entire life.
Sometimes I wonder if some of these “early” story arcs – Ethan’s in particular – are even going to make sense to kids who haven’t been born yet picking up DoA twenty years from now.
Oh, I’m sure there are going to be fundies and bigoted parents all over place in the future. Old habits die hard after all, and bigotry *at least* is probably older than the oldest profession.
I don’t know why waffles taste better than pancakes but they just DO. That said my mom makes a GREAT gluten free pancake. From scratch. My mom’s the coolest!
Next time I visit your mom’s house, I’m staying for breakfast! You know, instead of just dropping by for some early-morning yoga and then going off on a picnic.
My ex-wife what done ruined me life always said that texture was king in such things. Thus, waffles > pancakes. But I digress: Let us all send good and loving thoughts to Yotomoe’s mom.
Well to be fair, she’s known him for like two weeks, and he wasn’t exactly embracing that side of himself. It took someone Joyce had known almost her entire life saying (to paraphrase a bit) “this is who I, your favorite person who isn’t Jesus, am. Am I not a person anymore, and do you think this ingrained feature of my very being is a blemish that needs to be fixed so that we can still be friends?” to open Joyce’s eyes about it.
I gotta go right now
‘Cause I love her
And I’ve loved her forever
I’ve gotta feed her
And always believe in her
She’s had a sucky best friend for all of her life
I’ve gotta make it okay, I’ve got to find her a wife
I’ve gotta go right now
‘Cause I didn’t mean to hurt her
‘Cause I love her
And I’ll love her forever
(This popped into my head almost fully-formed upon reading the strip. Apologies to Mr. Willis and Mr. Loaf.)
Turns out Becky took the twenty Billie gave her and went to Denny’s, where she’s hitting on all the waitresses. What did she order? Find out next time on Dumbing of–ok probably not.
There is an epic parental showdown coming up in Joyce’s future! The only question is whether it will be with Becky’s parents, her own parents, or both . . .
Well Joyce’s situation isn’t important right now, notice neither she nor Ethan rushed to correct Dorothy. “Forget me”, she said. Becky is what matters at this time, details like personal relationship status can wait.
Man, no wonder walky was so winded. He’s running with a backpack on. And also probably not in the best shape, but the backpack doesn’t help…I wonder if Mike is still using walky to get his books back to their room, actually…
This completely makes me smile. Joyce’s enlightening is so cute here and I love the path she’s on now and I basically just love this entire strip a lot today.
You should, just try not to catch up too fast. Tracy isn’t able to update very often…it’s one of those comics where you check in every few months to see if there’s a new page or two.
This is not a judgment on the artist, btw, I completely understand that life gets in the way of making comics sometimes.
The answer is biscuits and gravy, Joyce. And you are becoming more awesome with every panel, but especially panel four here. You’re really this close to actually swearing, aren’t you? One encounter with Becky’s dad would put you over the edge right now.
Also, what happens when Dorothy and Becky finally meet? Can Joyce’s two best friends exist in the same space? Is it like crossing the streams? Is it like Highlander? Can there be only one?
Seriously, though, title of this storyline is starting to make me antsy. If three is indeed a crowd, that makes me concerned about both Dorothy-Joyce-Becky and Ethan-Danny-Amber. I can feel Willis preparing to bring the hurt.
OR, as I realized just after typing that, I could be paranoid, and the title could just be a reference to the current cramped living conditions in Joyce and Sarah’s room. There’s always that.
“The butterflys won’t fly away”… She did call Ethan a gay butterfly, right? Uh oh… OH NO NO NO NO NO NONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONO
I really, REALLY hope that what she just said sinks into Ethan. I have a feeling that Joyce is going to celebrate him just as much, and is going to have a good friend in Amber.
Also, holy shit, thank you for this comic Willis. It was a great diversion from all that tension.
I’m with Billie, in a sense- Waffles and Pancakes are both great, but primarily because they both come with maple syrup. And the real stuff from trees, not the brown colored corn syrup.
Pair of friends and I were planning on tapping some trees this spring, but it’s coming so early I doubt we’ll be ready in time.
I have vague recollections of tales of a time without snow, a time with positive numbers on the thermometer, a time when things were green and growing and the White Walkers didn’t roam freely far south of the Wall. But surely such a time could exist only in legend?
Joyce, it is always so heartwarming to see the boundless energy you pour into helping others. I just fear that you will wind up completely neglecting yourself.
Knew a friend like that once. I didn’t learn of his issues until after he accidentally found the third rail of a train, and I heard about them at his funeral. Don’t make the same mistake; life’s too short.
-find her a wife-
That actually would be a funny moment if Joyce would go around campus trying to find a girlfriend for Becky…
To tackle this from other side what are the chances that Becky made everything up and she’s not gay at all and they will find her making out with some guy right now?
These pages have been making me so sad. I wish my family and best friend reacted this way when they found out I was transgender. Instead they are holding to their faith and it hurts seeing Joyce handle this so well knowing I will never get that. It really hurts.
*hug* I’m sorry, Kiddo. Here’s hoping you’ve got good people supporting you now, and that the others come around and apologize to you in the future. Preferably quickly.
On the one hand I find Joyce’s obsession with marriage and everyone getting married adorable. On the other hand, Joyce, the world doesn’t work like that, as much as we might like it to 8,D
At least she’s consistent, though. She wants to get marred, she wanted to help Sarah and Jacob get married, she’s already planning Billie’s wedding and naming her children (which, hey, she probably won’t flip out as much when she finds out that it’s to Ruth now! 8D), and now Becky. The only person she’s not trying to walk down the aisle is Dorothy… probably because she doesn’t want Dorothy to marry gross old Walky X3
Oh Joyce. You are so sweet and earnest and ready to change your entire belief structure out of love and devotion. I can see why Becky is so in love with you. <3
I started commenting about waffles vs pancakes and suddenly got hit with deja vu. So I typed ‘waffles pancakes dumbing of age’ into google, and look, there it is, right at the top.
It’s not spring. It’s still winter, it’s just trying to lull you into a false sense of security.
Also, trying to blind anyone who ventures outside. I love summer sun but I HATE winter sun. It’s too low (and therefore in my eyes) and the clear skies just means night will be REALLY fucking cold.
Oh sweet merciful Maker, I’m complaining about the weather in England HERE!
Oh crap, I just thought – we never saw Joyce call her mom back. When she catches up with Becky, Ross “Toedad MacAsshole” is going to be there, isn’t he? Now that he’s got a character model and everything. Just in time for Joyce’s latest revelation to come into spectacular, nova-flare conflict with someone representing her past beliefs, just like with her parents and Dotty.
*readies aspirin*
DAMN YOU WILLIS
I just wanted to check on comics at 2:30 AM before I sleep, and now I have to make breakfast early. And decide whether to make pancakes, waffles, or both…
(Sounds like a FOX NEWS segment, where a white straight male says gay activists “homobattered” him for infringing on his right to be bigoted against gays.)
Oh man. My former roommate would flip out if he read this. He gets really upset when he orders waffles at a restaurant and gets waffles made from pancake batter. I don’t think he reads this comic, though.
…Well, I’m actually a bit worried now. For whatever reason, I associate frantically running to find someone with that someone already being gone when you get there.
Well, she already left behind the friend she’s living with, the only person in her life who didn’t reject her and is actively skipping meals to support her in order to follow Billie who’s sexuality she’s already rudely dismissed and had shown nothing but annoyance towards. Smart decisions are not Becky’s strong suit.
She hardly left Joyce behind. She decided she needed a few hours of space after they had a small spat over Joyce’s efforts to reconcile her acceptance of Becky with their religion. Becky’s experiencing full, public self-acceptance in a safe space for the first time (though I guess we’ll find out shortly just how safe the space actually is), and that can be intoxicating and make a person impatient with anyone else’s need to think things out a little further. I’m not saying she’s being smart, but I don’t think she’s being flagrantly stupid for the most part either.
The thing with Billie, though… yeah, that was obnoxious. But she already got exactly the response she deserved.
I don’t think Dorothy knows. Remember a month or so ago Joyce was explaining over lunch how “a best friend was dating a homosexual” (implying herself) but then the issue got sidetracked to Becky before Joyce could spill the beans.
I like waffles and pancakes. I wouldn’t have sex with a breakfast food, though. Wouldn’t hold hands and take em out on a date, either. That wouldn’t make any sense.
pancakes, waffles, crepe’s, French toast…I go all ways, with or with out syrup, jams, marmalades, preserves, honey, berry sauces. I’ve had ’em all and I’ll do it until I go blind.
A girl with username Pancakes and a dude with username Waffleman both hit on my ex-girlfriend back when she was in a relationship with me. Yes, she’s bisexual.
(I didn’t need to do anything about it– she shot them both down herself.)
Just to be clear: What is going to happen now is that Joyce and co will find Becky by the fountain, looking pensively at the naked chick in the clam. Joyce will babble at Becky for five minutes until she shushes her with a “Oh Joyce, you so adorable. I’m glad you’re catching up, but of course I know that you want what’s best for me.” Then they will have waffles because whatever happens Becky will still be Becky.
Then Dorothy will help them figure out an awesome plan to help Becky with her run-away-state, Ethan will wander off and bump into Danny and they will talk, Walky will eat ALL THE WAFFLES (or possibly pancakes) and there will be lots of hugs for everyone.
Nothing tragic or overly dramatic is going to happen now. I just wanted to make that clear.
(not sure you’re looking for feedback on the ads, but just in case you’re open to it…) I’m not a fan of the ad video that started playing automatically without giving me the option to stop it. (After the first vid, the second gave me the option to pause it, but I couldn’t stop the first.)
Print ads are fine, but video ads with sound are annoying. Especially since I read this at work.
If you tell him which ad it is, he can actually do something about it. He’s been open to ad feedback before, especially when it’s an ad that force opens links.
W is for the many Ways that you’re served
A is for the Admiration you deserve
F is ’cause you’re Fluffy, you’re Flaky and Fun
aaaand F is for the Flavor that is second to none
(bum bum bum)
L is for how Light you are, you melt in my mouth
and E is for Eggs, oh baby
Put ’em all together with a how-do-ya-do
Waffles, we love…
“May I have another, please?”
Waffles, we love…
“Top mine off with runny cheese!”
Waffles, we love…
“Chili waffles suit me fine”
Waffles, we love…
“Wash ’em down with Aunt Jemima?”
Waffles
We
Love
YOOOOOUUUUU
My gay friends prefer IHOP to Waffle House. So maybe gay folk prefer pancakes? Or it might have something to do with the lack of booths at IHOP and booths is all Waffle House has.
I love how Walky is just “Yup, running along, not getting involved in strange emotional outbursts. I’m here if you need me but until then I’m just running along. No need to involve me.”
I also love how Dorothy does her usual gentle probing of the situation. And her last line is therapist-speak 101. “Does Becky even like waffles???” “I don’t know – why don’t you tell me what you think.”
What I find hilarious is that as a cyclist I have no prejudices about breakfast, or indeed about almost any food I don’t have an allergic reaction to. The definition of a “cyclist” is “an eating machine on two wheels”.
I feel like I can’t be the only one to know this, but I didn’t see it in the comments above, so I’ll risk posting this: “waffle” is an IRL euphemism for female genitalia. That is all.
In some universes you can only have waffles if you do well at something… Unearned waffles? Waffles of shame… yeah the Dead Gentlemen rewired parts of brain…
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But you can’t like pancakes AND waffles! Is there even a word for that?
[besides “hungry”]
You stole my line!
Sprite, they are all Jen’s lines.
We cm only just hold onto them for a little while.
If, with the literate, I am
Impelled to try an epigram,
I never seek to take the credit;
We all assume that JenAside said it.
-Dorothy “JenAside” Parker
I kinda wanna say don’t even joke about that–I’ve had someone directly steal my name before |=<
Bipastrial.
Omg……there is a word
Omni-pastrial
You just try to pull that off with someone who has a clear liking for either Pancakes, Waffles, or French Toast. You see what happens. There will be syrup spilled.
Oh come on it can’t be anything other then pan-pastrial
Polypastrial?
That’s when you like to eat them together, right?
Cheryl you make everything better ever.
alive?
Batter-erasure?
mmmm… panfles!
Wafcakes!
YAY!!! wafcakes!!
Waffle Ryebread!
wait
BI-HOP
LIKED!
You win. What, I don’t know, but you win.
YES
I can dig it.
See, you think that comment’s about breakfast food, but I’m pretty sure it’s actually about enjoying boners.
You mean “Waffles.”
Can that please be a real thing?
And what if you like breakfast foods that aren’t pancakes or waffles? What if you like French toast?
Pervert.
Or what if you prefer breakfast meats to pastries? Or if you don’t like breakfast foods at all? What if you don’t particularly care for them, but will eat them when offered?
I’m sure we can still find some way to make this all into a metaphor for sexuality
I’m pretty sure that’s what we’ve been doing all along. I was trying to figure out a way to shoehorn “abrexual” into it.
People who really like toast are obviously pan, though.
That’s why I said “still.” Blue was pointing out the complexities of breakfast preference which might make the metaphor fall apart if examined.
And what does prefering crepes over pancakes and waffles make you
French?
Well yeah, but if we’re associating sexualities with preferred breakfast foods…
Sorry, I was jokingly implying that “French” IS a sexuality. I could have gone with “French Canadian”, but that’s more a private joke whose meaning depends on acquaintance with a Quebecois friend of mine who, uh REALLY likes breakfast. Metaphorically.
American Pie is not supposed to be a documentary
I get more laughs out of the comments section than the comic some times.
Some times? Try all the time.
Wait, this isn’t the QC forums!
http://www.buzzfeed.com/tanyachen/favorite-breakfast-sex-life#.ol1eYJBq1
*Selects pancakes*
You got: Everybody’s Lover
You’re everybody’s lover! Like, you’re everybody’s friend. Except all your friends want to have sex with you.
*Open 2nd window, selects waffles*
You got: Turned On For What
You’re… howdoiputitgently… easily aroused. But hey, that’s not a bad thing! You’ve got a high libido and it’s not your fault. Everything excites you because everything is exciting. You love life. You’d like to have sex with life.
LOL Becky likes Waffles. Kinda goes with the whole walking around shouting “I’m a lesbian” thing she was doing… 😛
I don’t know whether I want to congratulate you or insult you for that pun.
Wait, definitely congratulate you.
wouln´t pan like pretty much every breakfest food? or was that the Demi one
“What if she doesn’t like sausages? What if she prefers eggs?”
Too obvious?
That, and eggs and sausage are usually considered side dishes rather than proper courses in their own right.
Where? Out here they are breakfast, the other stuff are the sides.
In some parts of America at least, the “sweet course” is eaten first and the “savory course” is eaten second, demoting the savory course to the role of side dish. Sure, you can eat eggs and sausage without pancakes, waffles, or French toast and it doesn’t quite feel like eating french fries without a burger, but most diners and hotel restaurants (and IHOP, not to mention my family) include “complementary” eggs and sausage/bacon/ham with most of the sweet breakfast items and even a few of the savory ones.
The last two shall be abreakfastual and brekflexatarian, respectively. The first one is just asking for a pun about sausages.
Breakfast sausage or makin’ bacon?
Man, that sounds like every day would just be a big ol’ sausage party.
Maybe Leslie can answer that?
Adds a whole new meaning to the “Grand Slam” Breakfast.
Grand-Slam thank-you-ma’am!
Or the “full English”.
Or “second breakfast”.
And on that note, what if you prefer other designated eating times other than breakfast? Such as lunch or dinner. Or… OR… what if you like some kind of mix between TWO designated eating times… like BRUNCH… or the ever fabled Brinner?
maybe we can use eathing times as gender identity methaphors?
Butter me like one of your French toasts.
That reference sank.
Croissants or pain-aux-chocolat.
Or jam on peanut butter on toast.
We know that Sal doesn’t like the Full English very much 🙂
She likes it well enough to sneak it a couple of times. 🙂
Don’t you mean Freedom Toast?
That’s SO 2003. Everybody is Charlie now.
Delicious.
Marcus Licinius Crassus: Do you eat oysters?
Antoninus: When I have them, master.
Marcus Licinius Crassus: Do you eat snails?
Antoninus: No, master.
Marcus Licinius Crassus: Do you consider the eating of oysters to be moral and the eating of snails to be immoral?
Antoninus: No, master.
Marcus Licinius Crassus: Of course not. It is all a matter of taste, isn’t it?
Antoninus: Yes, master.
Marcus Licinius Crassus: And taste is not the same as appetite, and therefore not a question of morals.
Antoninus: It could be argued so, master.
Marcus Licinius Crassus: My robe, Antoninus. My taste includes both snails and oysters.
TIGER:” Say! You’re an aardvark!”
AARDVARK: “I’m an aardvark.”
TIGER:”Y’like ants?”
AARDVARK: “I like ants.”
TIGER: “Ya *eat* ants?”
AARDVARK: “I eat ants.”
TIGER: “Not anymore, ya don’t.” (punches aardvark)
wat
It’s quaint how you expect to find logic here among us.
*creey face* We’re all mad here…
I personally dislike being called “mad”
I prefer “clinically insane,” dosen’t it have a better
ring to it?
XD I was reading Joyce and having a flashback to that very scene in Spartacus. Except, y’know, with waffles and pancakes XD
“Do you prefer snails or oysters. Some people only like snails *or* oysters but I like both snails an oysters…” cue male bath scene. XD
Me three! Waffles and pancakes are better than oysters and snails though. Molluscs are basically snot in a shell.
Pretty delicious with the right sauces though.
It’s not which one you like, it’s what you want on top! (Bananas and walnuts, please.)
I don’t much care as long as the syrup is real tree juice.
You know what Joe likes? Pop-Porn.
Waffcake
Hmm, doesn’t seem right.
Would this make people with ciliac ace? Would people who go on a no-carb diet be the clergy?
Breakfast-flexible.
Sane.
But you can’t like pancakes AND waffles! Is there even a word for that?
[besides “hungry”]
.
When I see what I want I’m going to take it
If it’s against the law, you can bet I’ll break it
My need to feed gives me the will to survive
I gotta find it fast to keep me alive
I can’t believe my…
Hunger
I want it so bad I can taste it
It drives me mad to see it wasted
When I need it so bad that it’s burning me
Someone had to do it… 😛
Lotta replies to Jen aside’s first post. Interesting…
Well I’m pansexual, so I’m perfectly willing to admit that there could be frying-pansexuals in the world …
Allan thought something similar
Come to think on it, my sweeties do love it when I make bacon for them. Or pancakes. Hmm. I think I know what I’m doing this weekend!
All about waffles 🙂
Appropriately, yesterday was Pancake Day in the UK.
What if Becky likes French Toast? DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUUUN!
Or crepes. She could be into a LOT of things…
One could say that she flip-flops…
English muffins!
Omelette you guys finish this ones on your own.
Eggsactly!
Having waffles with your pancakes? That is soo disgusting!
CREPES ARE THE BEST!
Crepe jokes are never funny.
Look I’m not trying to kinkshame but I think we can all admit that french toast is some messed up shit.
What are you, Ann Landers circa nineteen-whatever? French toast is bread that never even knew that it was meant for the griddle until it got dipped in egg and then it was like whoa what’s this new feeling is this what I’ve been searching for all my life and you’re like hey, you’re what I’ve been searching for all my life, how about some cinnamon, how about some whipped cream, and then something magical happens.
Or, you know, you could just stick with your flapjacks.
Are we talking Eggs Dorothy or Eggs Becky? Either is good with a dollop of Hollandaise Sauce.
I think Joyce needs some anxiety medication.
This is how I feel when I know I have to be politically correct during sensitive situations. The anxiety is real.
The word you’re looking for is respectful.
Not necessarily. “Respectful” implies you have at least a small bit of actual respect.
Actually, I know exactly what Kojie is talking about. It’s difficult to talk about the correlation between Africain Americains and poverty, and how certain racial groups have had it better in America simply due to the historical aspects which correspond to earlier racism.
I think anxiety is appropriate in this situation.
Well, yes. She still needs to deal with the aftermath of the frat party, and now she also realizes that she was (inadvertently) harming her best friend and her (kinda) boyfriend. A certain amount of anxiety is to be expected.
The talk of waffles made me realize that Joyce kind of reminds me of a christian Leslie Knope.
Leslie: Why does anyone eat anything other than breakfast food?
Ron: Because people are idiots, Leslie.
I’m glad Leslie Knope was brought up, because that exchange was the first thing that popped into my head when I read this comic.
Dina and Riley know what’s up
That’s what I thought! Although who would be the dumbiverse’s Ron Swanson…
I myself was a closeted pancake lover for years.
Me, I’m more of a waffle-lover. It’s only every once in a long while that I find a pancake that interests me.
Joyce doesn’t do things by half. At all. It makes her fantastic in this situation, though.
Joyce is nothing if not committed. Some folks might think she herself should be committed, but that’s another matter entirely.
Way better than Roz would ever be. All Roz knows how to do is throw things in people’s faces. If this situation were reversed, where Joyce went off on Roz about intolerance, Roz would have simply yelled right back at Joyce. I doubt it would even have occurred to her to try to do something like this.
Of course, I could be wrong, but this is the same person who claimed she didn’t need her textbook for this class and, when the teacher sarcastically commented that she could teach this class, smugly responded that she’d met her.
On her first day Joyce would’ve yelled back too. Given some time I think Roz Will get better. I think the reason it’s called “Dumbing of age” is that everyone does stupid things, and this is their time to grow out of it. That may be obvious to some people, but it took me A while to figure it out. My point is Roz Will not act like a jerk face very much longer.
I like pancakes and the occasional crossdressing waffle.
I like pancakes or waffles but waffles store the syrup nicely 🙂
I’m totally into Pop Tarts. Am I evil?
No, just in your teens(maybe twenties). 😛
I still Occasionally like cinnamon Pop tarts.
I’m old enough to remember where I was when JFK was shot and I eat Pop Tarts (mostly the brown sugar cinnamon, but I do enjoy blueberry, or sometimes chocolate fudge as a dessert).
It’s really weird, I bought some Pop Tarts a few weeks ago, and I just… didn’t really like them that much. :/ (I’m 29.) It’s really confusing to me, because I still have a huge sweet tooth for many other things (notably ice cream), but apparently I just don’t dig Pop Tarts that much anymore.
And especially not as a breakfast food. Apparently I mostly want savory things in the morning nowadays, not as much sweet.
What has aging done to me? 🙁
No, you just haven’t been introduced to the wonder of Toaster Strudels.
Oh, I have experienced Toaster Strudels. Terrible things, give me a Pop Tart any day!
Can someone explain where tortillas fit in?
(You’re welcome.)
Pretty much everywhere. (cause they are really thin)
My belly. Tortillas fit in my belly.
Yes, you are evil. Now start sharing the poptarts already…
…got any chocolate…
I’m more of a crumpet guy myself. 😀
Oatmeal raisin biscuits.
It’s good that the epiphanies are coming for Joyce, but I wonder what she plans to do about Becky’s living situation.
Why do you think she’s so keen on getting her hitched?
To her credit, Joyce has gone from “highly-insecure, but still very much ‘family-values'” to actively trying to facilitate a same-sex wedding in the space of a few minutes. That’s pretty dang impressive.
You did it Willis. This is the best comic ever. 😀 Love this.
Wait, “Wife”, “Shoes”, and “I suck” What part of her language do we pardon again?
Joyce secretly enjoys apologising for the heck of it… sorry about that. 😛
As a Canadian, I can relate.
Maybe she’s secretly Canadian.
I’m American so I feel no compunction to apologize for anything, ever.
You TRYING to make me hate my country?
Your country has an emergency maple sirup supply. Therefore, Canada > USA.
Sorry, “strategic maple sirup reserve“.
heh, emergency implies you’re gonna march in and take it when your suplies run low 😛
And, in a giant inside-job heist, $1 million worth of that reserve was stolen. It’s so important in Canada that, not only is there a strategic reserve, but someone bothered to plan a massive heist.
Speaking of which, I would totally watch that heist movie.
Also, Canada has every right to have a strategic reserve of maple syrup. Theirs is the best in the world, and its export is a legitimately massive part of their economy.
Yeah, I heard about that too.
Suspect that movie would be a little slow.
I can foresee some sticky plot problems.
Um, I’m Americain, not Canadian.
Sorry, your comment was kind of ambiguous, and I interpreted it wrongly.
Why would I hate Canada? You know, besides it being cold up there.
SUCK
Joyce is apologizing for saying the word
SUUUUUUUUUCK
When I was little, my hippie mom didn’t want us to say that things sucked, because that word was derived from oral sex, whereas she held that oral sex is wonderful and lovely and shouldn’t be used derogatorily.
Your mom sounds like she sucks, and U mean that in the most positive, loving way.
Uh, U should be I, up there.
I was like “same” right up to the reasoning for it. My sweet, polite mother didn’t even want me to say “freaking” for the longest time.
I remember when I was very young that my dad got upset when Bart Simpson said “butt.”
Now he has the most creative traffic swears.
So you’re telling me the word’s usage origins are not vacuum cleaner related?
Hm…
This changes things.
My mom wouldn’t let us say that word and I never understood why because I was 17 years old before I realized that oral sex was a thing.
She wasn’t a hippie, she was just really grossed out by oral I guess.
Apologizing for saying suck? but black Holes suck things in, & if you get to close they’ll suck you in & that’s not a good thing…
Oh, right, Humans have other meanings. My bad…
I assume “suck.”
“I gotta go. My damn wiener kids are listening.”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lHREt8HTJRs
“Ow, my freakin’ ears!”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LqA2F5HoyRY
And I grew up with “suck” not really thinking about it, but I guess originally it did have a connotation about just what it is that you’re sucking. So I could see a stodgier crowd holding out longer than more liberal society.
… You people do know that I actually do know this, right? I was pointing out the weakness of Joyce’s words. (Although the F-word still needs to become Hanky-Panky for April!)
We’re All Friends and Friends Love Each – Other
Yessss
WAFFLE-O lives on!
If “Damn” is worth a twenty, what’s “suck” worth?
Damn takes more than twenty, all it got was darn, or dangit, or summin’ like that.
A fifty?
Now I’m wondering what Joyce-ese for “suck” would be
Gulp.
Suds.
Bites?
In our household, we used “drains”
A nickel.
Like your Mom.
“Suck” would be a pretty big deal, it’s sexual. My sister and I thought it was “the S word” for an embarrassingly long time.
I never thought it was sexual, I thought it meant something was not good.
My sister said it referred to Oral sex. Not literally, but like how people use the word “gay” to mean something bad.
Honestly, “suck” as a synonym for oral sex makes more sense than “gay” as a synonym for homosexual. If you’re trying to demonize something, you really shouldn’t make it seem the partakers are perpetually happy. I mean c’mon now! If being gay were a choice, do you have any idea how many people would have converted just because of the common name? Then where would you be fundies? Hmmmm?
Sin is fun. A good Christian finds joy in Jesus, not some wild homosexual sin party.
That’s nothing, I still can’t say the S-bombs baby brother (yes, that C-word). Which is extra weird because my father has a literal sailor’s mouth and my mother is both a retired soldier and a retired trucker. Even weirder? I’m perfectly fine with “bugger”, despite knowing full well that it’s on par with the F-bomb in British slang (it’s a synonym for sodomize).
As for “suck” itself, it never got sexualized, and when my teachers tried to regulate it, we assumed it was for the same reason they censored “shut up” — it just wasn’t nice
How about Waffles their the next best thing.
Should read Alt text before posting more often
Really don’t understand how I came in as second post today, and now Im number 8, and yet no matter Jen manages to hold top spot…a mystery of the universe.
Trying to explain Jen’s powers of posting is like trying to explain Swedish Meatballs.
But I’ll let G’Kar explain it better:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bVLkxSSvegc
Yes! Love G’Kar!
We Cybertronians don’t have anything like that. Well, not unless you count the round Cyber Matter Orbs we used to have back where I lived. Add in some Energon for flavour-
Alright, we have them too…
Just don’t get her french toast.
No one deserves that fate.
Get *me* all the French toast: Joyce’s share, and yours. I’ll save you from it ^^
there are people who don’t like french toast??? arianod im with you, i will take all the french toast others dont want.
Yep, some people can’t stand the stuff. My brother, for instance.
Admittedly, I’ve had some pretty dire French toast in the past, but I’ve also had some pretty darned tasty French toast in the past.
French toast made in a waffle iron is awesome. Nice and crispy.
You clearly have not had French toast made out of a fresh cinnamon roll. It’s dessert for breakfast!
/signed! Cinnamon roll French toast is a lovely, wonderful thing.
Pancakes *AND* waffles.
With a side order of french toast.
Danny likes pancakes AND waffles, I bet.
Oops I need to read the alt text before I comment. Now I look totes lame.
You’re not toast lame. No one’s egging you on so don’t beat yourself up over it.
I’m totally protein shaking my head at this.
Protein shake: a drink whose sole purpose is to make you piss more.
I am forever lox in this terri-bagel spiral.
Danny loves pancakes and is beginning to think he might really like waffles as well but is torn since he don’t want to be unfaithful to pancakes.
“Look, could chococlate let me finish?”
Danny is starting to realize that he’s waffle-curious.
Meanwhile, the rest of us have long since realized that most of what Danny does is waffling.
man billies got the right idea why choose
Yep, if you didn’t know her sexual preference how can you trust any other assumptions you made about her?
She’s a robot.
Eh? Becky’s a robot? Interesting, maybe there’s a chance for me there…
For those suddenly craving pancakes check with your local IHOP.
As of last week they had Unlimited Pancakes for $4.99.
(not helping, I know!)
You probably just decided Walky’s agenda for the rest of the day.
And then The Thing became The Blob.
I was really excited about that for the three seconds before it took me to realize that “about four” pancakes was about all I’d really want of unilimited pancakes, thus rendering it not an exceptionally good deal. Ah well; some day mankind (or, y’know, corporate devilkind)) will conceive of something I can’t immediately overthink to death.
Agreed about the pancakes. Especially since my teen years are way behind me and I don’t have the bottomless stomach like I did back then.
However, twenty years ago, there was a place that had all you can eat shrimp prepared in three different ways [Boiled, Fried and Scampi]. IIRC, it was $9.99, which was a bit pricey but since I still had the capacity back then it was a good deal and I enjoyed my meal.
Wasn’t that Red Lobster? I think they still do that from time to time.
And this week, IHOP has croissant-like things cooked like waffles, filled with cream stuff and topped with fruit.
I have no idea what those would be in the ongoing metaphor. But they are tasty.
I like both pancakes and waffles! Watch me eat them!
*scarfs some down*
Why is everyone looking at me like that?
This topic got flapjacked.
Hope that doesn’t sound too flip.
Poor Walky, still has to run?
And just realized..Joyce said ‘suck’…wow.
Well, when joyce gets a ‘life change’ poke, she doesn’t go by halfs, but then she does that.
I’m seeing what Walky’s doing and its not running, power walking at best.
Remember when Joyce said ‘friggin’? I do. Good times.
Nothing wrong with saying friggin as fucking can get repetitive after a while…
Nah… Becky has taste, and everyone knows that waffles are way more awesome than mere pancakes.
I make some mean french toast. I don’t know what that’d mean.
“mean French toast”.
That’s when you sprinkle it with Cayenne pepper instead of cinnamon?
Joyce you already found her a potential wife, it’s you.
I seriously wonder if Joyce is bisexual. If Danny is, maybe Joyce could be too.
I hear a lot of folk say that everyone is at least a little bisexual, although as someone who’s, uh, definitely bisexual I kinda doubt it. Unless we’re talking about the very mild kind that would allow “110% straight” dudes to go “hey, you’re actually a pretty good-lookin’ dude” and such. My point is, Confucius say, “Reserve judgement until Joyce mouth full of pudendum.”
She’s only ever demonstrated the slightest hint of it by staring at Billie’s chest, but then absolutely was not receptive to Becky’s kiss.
Maybe it wasn’t so much “Joyce is a little bi” as it was “Billie is just that appealing.”
Okay, this has been bothering me for a while now. Lots of people* have been taking Joyce’s reaction to Becky’s kiss to mean that Joyce is definitely straight. I’m not saying that she’s necessarily bi, but “Joyce is not sexually attracted to her best friend since forever” is not in and of itself hard evidence of straightness, or anything besides exactly what it says. That would be like saying that because Walky isn’t attracted to Billie, he must be gay.
*And yes, I’m aware that in this case, “people” includes Joyce herself. Given her (admittedly becoming less) narrow view of sexuality, though, this is a fairly understandable assumption for her to make.
So far Joyce has denied an attraction to Becky, Dorothy, Sal and Billie. If she’s bisexual to any degree I don’t know what it’ll take to display itself.
Who’s to say it hasn’t already? She says she’s not Gay, and yet, at times her behavior would suggest otherwise. She did say she didn’t want to end up Gay. Mind you, It was after noticing the ladies around her…
I don’t think Joyce identifies as Bi, but I’m pretty sure she’s not a Kinsey 0.
I can conceivably believe they’re just silly girl crushes from the sheltered fundie girl who was taught to repress any kind of sexuality, but that smacks of me being kind of dismissive of the idea that Joyce might actually be Bi.
Well, we already know Joyce isn’t bi, no matter how much fun it is to play What If.
I wouldn’t say it’s a hardcoded fact that she isn’t, in so much that it’s not really our place to decide that. If she eventually discovered that she was, that wouldn’t be a contradiction to her character.
And let’s not forget Sal’s chocolate river of hair.
Joyce said no to Becky.
Which was very painful for her. I don’t think she could be with Becky in that way, which pains her because I think on a level, she probably wishes she could give Becky that.
In another universe, Joyce self-identified as straight. But at this stage of her life, it seems more central that she’s very sexually repressed (and conflicted about it) than what gender/s catches her eye.
This is the sweetest Joyce comic ever.
Sweet and breakfasty.
Like a waffle!
Or a pancake bigger than a waffle. Daniel the Human does that sometimes. Not bad, but he eats more of them than I do…
Unfortunately when they arrive at Joyce’s room it’s too late. Becky, poor Becky is gone.
She’s been traded to Questionable Content in exchange for Ellen, AnthroPC PT410r, and a character to be named later.
Ack, I forgot who Ellen is. I was going back through the QC archives and I was like, Woah I forgot this person and this person and…
http://questionablecontent.wikia.com/wiki/Ellen
I had totally forgotten that that was a different character than Cosette.
When I attempt to make pancakes, they end up looking all weird and bumpy… taste good though…
That sounds like over or under mixing of the batter. Over mixing creates too much gluten while under mixing leaves lumps of dry ingredients in the batter. Either one can cause the described pancakes, but the overmixed pancakes are tough and chewy.
Can you tell I spend too much time watching Alton Brown?
Over mixing *activates* too much gluten. No gluten is created in the process, it’s always there… in the flour… waiting.
What is with all this gluten hatred, I am aware that a tiny portion of the population are allergic but otherwise what’s so bad about it?
I remember enjoying gluten steaks back as a teenager, I wonder what ever happened to those things?
Gettin’ all finicky on you, but quite a lot of people are gluten intolerant. As my husband and I discovered, the only way you can be sure you are NOT is by cutting it out and seeing how you feel after a few weeks. By the way, we both have (different degrees of) gluten intolerance.
In fact, I have read (although I didn’t do the research to back it up so this may be incorrect) that humans, in general, can’t digest gluten and that it causes many health problems. True or false, I know what it does to ME.
Yes, but there’s also a study that gluten intolerance is at least partly nocebic, and is instead caused by a group of sugars that usually, but not always, comes with gluten. Not to disparage your symptoms, those are most certainly real, and it isn’t hurting you to cut out gluten, but, food for thought.
DARN IT! Stupid links.
Here’s the study:
http://www.gastrojournal.org/article/S0016-5085(13)00702-6/abstract
Here’s the other link:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O2hO4_UEe-4&ab_channel=CGPGrey
If they don’t work, copy-paste into your browser bar. Click three times to highlight the whole thing if it get’s cut off.
I posted a comment to fix those links. It’s awaiting moderation.
I haven’t got a problem with gluten, other than it making pancakes too lumpy when it gets too hot and bothered by that vigorous stirring.
There is no such thing as too much Alton Brown.
Have you tried Dutch Pancakes? (That’s not a euphemism)
If you mean Dutch Babies, those things are amazing. And I want one.
I prefer eating Irish babies. With barbeque sauce. Mmmmm.
That seems like a modest proposal.
I desperately want to see the wife Joyce matches Becky up with. I hope the scarf matches, too.
Hmmm… I wonder what Becky would think about all this “find you a wife” stuff. She might just want to get around a little right now.
I don’t think Joyce’s position on premarital sex has changed.
Oh, it hasn’t whatsoever. I’m just wondering about how that might conflict with what Becky’s thinking.
I imagine her thought would be “same old Joyce”.
You remember Becky had the same upbringing as Joyce, right? Just because you realise you like a different gender than expected gender won’t automatically wipe out all your other fundie beliefs.
“Seriously, how long until I’m rolling in it?”
Same-sex marriages have been tentatively legal in Indiana for four months now.
I wonder if Joyce is even aware of it. Sarah probably is, since it’d be her job as a law student to keep up with the local laws.
Thanks to the joys of comic time, sometime around Valentine’s in-comic, gay marriage will have been legal in Indiana for Joyce’s entire life.
Sometimes I wonder if some of these “early” story arcs – Ethan’s in particular – are even going to make sense to kids who haven’t been born yet picking up DoA twenty years from now.
Oh, I’m sure there are going to be fundies and bigoted parents all over place in the future. Old habits die hard after all, and bigotry *at least* is probably older than the oldest profession.
I really like the ‘find her a wife’ line. It’s just so adorably Joyce, when we consider her matchmaking tendencies for everyone.
I’m a waffle man myself. I totally like pancakes, but waffles are better.
To each their own… I enjoy waffles, but I don’t have a waffle maker at my disposal, so when I make stuff from scratch, it’s pancakes.
Butter flavored syrup can die in a fire though. D:
Agreed!
I don’t know why waffles taste better than pancakes but they just DO. That said my mom makes a GREAT gluten free pancake. From scratch. My mom’s the coolest!
Next time I visit your mom’s house, I’m staying for breakfast! You know, instead of just dropping by for some early-morning yoga and then going off on a picnic.
My ex-wife what done ruined me life always said that texture was king in such things. Thus, waffles > pancakes. But I digress: Let us all send good and loving thoughts to Yotomoe’s mom.
Hear, hear! To Yotomoe’s Mom!
Look, we all love Yotomoe’s mom. No one’s arguing with that. But waffles being better than pancakes is an objectively wrong opinion.
But . . . I am running out of nickels!
Ethan’s listening in. Wonder what, if anything, he thinks about Joyce’s sudden change in attitude.
Well to be fair, she’s known him for like two weeks, and he wasn’t exactly embracing that side of himself. It took someone Joyce had known almost her entire life saying (to paraphrase a bit) “this is who I, your favorite person who isn’t Jesus, am. Am I not a person anymore, and do you think this ingrained feature of my very being is a blemish that needs to be fixed so that we can still be friends?” to open Joyce’s eyes about it.
Probably experiencing whiplash, just like everyone else around Joyce right about now.
I gotta go right now
‘Cause I love her
And I’ve loved her forever
I’ve gotta feed her
And always believe in her
She’s had a sucky best friend for all of her life
I’ve gotta make it okay, I’ve got to find her a wife
I’ve gotta go right now
‘Cause I didn’t mean to hurt her
‘Cause I love her
And I’ll love her forever
(This popped into my head almost fully-formed upon reading the strip. Apologies to Mr. Willis and Mr. Loaf.)
I love you. And hate you. This will be stuck in my head for some time now.
‘Mr. Loaf’ …LOL. This is genius, BTW.
It’s adventure time..With lesbians!!
Isn’t that what Adventure Time already is anyway? (As in Marceline and PBG)
That might be canon, but it is not “official”. The official line is they’re just “very close friends”.
Turns out Becky took the twenty Billie gave her and went to Denny’s, where she’s hitting on all the waitresses. What did she order? Find out next time on Dumbing of–ok probably not.
Give me all the bacon and eggs you have.
So glad no one went with “blue waffle.”
…shit
You have only yourself to blame.
Joyce. This is not going to help ease Becky’s crush on you. Just saying.
There is an epic parental showdown coming up in Joyce’s future! The only question is whether it will be with Becky’s parents, her own parents, or both . . .
The best/worst part is that Dorothy didn’t even hear that the two were breaking up.
Well Joyce’s situation isn’t important right now, notice neither she nor Ethan rushed to correct Dorothy. “Forget me”, she said. Becky is what matters at this time, details like personal relationship status can wait.
aaahhhh see what ya did thar wills
Do you like waffles? 😛
Joyce has always been my favorite character, but this story has made her my MOST FAVORITE character.
This gives new meaning to “pansexuality”.
Oh very good. Like butter.
I said what what
in the butt
…er
Man, no wonder walky was so winded. He’s running with a backpack on. And also probably not in the best shape, but the backpack doesn’t help…I wonder if Mike is still using walky to get his books back to their room, actually…
At this point, there’s probably a big rock in there, too. Hikers can pull some mean pranks.
Great, all this talk about food going on while I’m starving D:
This completely makes me smile. Joyce’s enlightening is so cute here and I love the path she’s on now and I basically just love this entire strip a lot today.
Here is a comic about two talking cats arguing about waffles vs. pancakes.
er, no, *here* it is. http://lackadaisy.foxprints.com/exhibit.php?exhibitid=398
The fact that the title of this comic is gunshot makes the end of that even better xD
Yay, Lackadaisy! Mordecai is the best!
… I’m not sure I know how to analyze that…
That is insanely hilarious.
I want to upvote!
Holy crap that’s some good fuckin’ art.
It’s gorgeously expressive and the writing is sharp too. I should start following this comic!
You should, just try not to catch up too fast. Tracy isn’t able to update very often…it’s one of those comics where you check in every few months to see if there’s a new page or two.
This is not a judgment on the artist, btw, I completely understand that life gets in the way of making comics sometimes.
Interestingly Joyce needs to apologize to Becky once for every dick she is going to suck when she snaps. Coincidence? I think not!
Cooking waffles is much easier than pancakes.
The answer is biscuits and gravy, Joyce. And you are becoming more awesome with every panel, but especially panel four here. You’re really this close to actually swearing, aren’t you? One encounter with Becky’s dad would put you over the edge right now.
Also, what happens when Dorothy and Becky finally meet? Can Joyce’s two best friends exist in the same space? Is it like crossing the streams? Is it like Highlander? Can there be only one?
Seriously, though, title of this storyline is starting to make me antsy. If three is indeed a crowd, that makes me concerned about both Dorothy-Joyce-Becky and Ethan-Danny-Amber. I can feel Willis preparing to bring the hurt.
OR, as I realized just after typing that, I could be paranoid, and the title could just be a reference to the current cramped living conditions in Joyce and Sarah’s room. There’s always that.
Pray to Willis for the last one. For Joyce’s sake.
“The butterflys won’t fly away”… She did call Ethan a gay butterfly, right? Uh oh… OH NO NO NO NO NO NONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONO
The latter conclusion makes more sense.
And this one made me actually laugh. Thanks be unto the Willis.
Joyce breaking down is just… cute.
I really, REALLY hope that what she just said sinks into Ethan. I have a feeling that Joyce is going to celebrate him just as much, and is going to have a good friend in Amber.
Also, holy shit, thank you for this comic Willis. It was a great diversion from all that tension.
Where is Becky anyway? She rolling in it yet? I bet she’s rolling in it.
Sounds like you’re talking about a dog. A very fragrant dog.
And now you are talking about a Berkley Breathed comic.
jesus christ, waffles versus pancakes. willis is just fucking begging for negative attention now imo
Well then, give him POSITIVE attention instead. THAT’LL show him!
How have we gotten this far without a reference to Riley and her pancereality?
I’m with Billie, in a sense- Waffles and Pancakes are both great, but primarily because they both come with maple syrup. And the real stuff from trees, not the brown colored corn syrup.
Pair of friends and I were planning on tapping some trees this spring, but it’s coming so early I doubt we’ll be ready in time.
What is this “spring” of which you speak?
I have vague recollections of tales of a time without snow, a time with positive numbers on the thermometer, a time when things were green and growing and the White Walkers didn’t roam freely far south of the Wall. But surely such a time could exist only in legend?
It was a positively gorgeous spring day yesterday here in Washington state. 😛
Heh, given the pace of the comic, once Willis hits winter the characters will be stuck in snow for years and years and years from our perspectives.
Now I want to see Sal looking cool in winter gear.
I actually find the real stuff to be disgusting and vastly prefer the brown coloured corn syrup.
I broke up with a girlfriend because she preferred corn syrup.
She is free of your evil now. Thank you for your mercy.
let me guess. joyce is gonna end up getting hitched to becky.
Joyce, it is always so heartwarming to see the boundless energy you pour into helping others. I just fear that you will wind up completely neglecting yourself.
Knew a friend like that once. I didn’t learn of his issues until after he accidentally found the third rail of a train, and I heard about them at his funeral. Don’t make the same mistake; life’s too short.
My sympathies to you and his other surviving friends.
Thank you.
Joyce is getting awesomer! 😀
-find her a wife-
That actually would be a funny moment if Joyce would go around campus trying to find a girlfriend for Becky…
To tackle this from other side what are the chances that Becky made everything up and she’s not gay at all and they will find her making out with some guy right now?
Approximately 0%.
These pages have been making me so sad. I wish my family and best friend reacted this way when they found out I was transgender. Instead they are holding to their faith and it hurts seeing Joyce handle this so well knowing I will never get that. It really hurts.
*hugs* for you. I bet you are awesome with awesomesauce. Or Wafflesauce. 🙂
I know exactly what you mean. Well, replace “faith” with “atheistic bigotry”, but same outcome. There are better people out there though.
*hug* I’m sorry, Kiddo. Here’s hoping you’ve got good people supporting you now, and that the others come around and apologize to you in the future. Preferably quickly.
So sad the Waffle House on North College Avenue in Bloomington is no more.
“I’ve gotta find her and apologize a billion times.”
Not quite the same as sucking like a billion dicks, but it’s gotta start somewhere.
“And find her a wife”
Joyce you are adorable and I love you but chill let her play the field a bit she only just figured out which team she was on.
Well, it’s about the same as her own approach to find a husband. I promise that she did exactly that to Becky before they went to college.
On the one hand I find Joyce’s obsession with marriage and everyone getting married adorable. On the other hand, Joyce, the world doesn’t work like that, as much as we might like it to 8,D
At least she’s consistent, though. She wants to get marred, she wanted to help Sarah and Jacob get married, she’s already planning Billie’s wedding and naming her children (which, hey, she probably won’t flip out as much when she finds out that it’s to Ruth now! 8D), and now Becky. The only person she’s not trying to walk down the aisle is Dorothy… probably because she doesn’t want Dorothy to marry gross old Walky X3
Oh Joyce. You are so sweet and earnest and ready to change your entire belief structure out of love and devotion. I can see why Becky is so in love with you. <3
I started commenting about waffles vs pancakes and suddenly got hit with deja vu. So I typed ‘waffles pancakes dumbing of age’ into google, and look, there it is, right at the top.
It’s a great day in England. Sunshine. Spring.
Good day for waffles and maple syrup!
P.S Enjoying the arc immensely.
It’s not spring. It’s still winter, it’s just trying to lull you into a false sense of security.
Also, trying to blind anyone who ventures outside. I love summer sun but I HATE winter sun. It’s too low (and therefore in my eyes) and the clear skies just means night will be REALLY fucking cold.
Oh sweet merciful Maker, I’m complaining about the weather in England HERE!
Yeah, I have to drive to my piano lesson soon. I’m preparing myself mentally for the blinding sun 🙁
Complaining about the English weather … it’s in the genes.
Or you could move to London and never see the sun again
Screw you, sun
WE DON’T NEED YOOOOUUUUU
I’m photophobic (overly sensitive to light). Days like today it’s as fun as it sounds. 🙁
It does seem to be something you can’t help doing. Breathing, blinking, complaining about the weather…
Hahaha, Joyces last line probably got me laughing one of the hardest laughs innthis comic ^^
*Kelly Clarkson blares loudly in the distance*
Oh crap, I just thought – we never saw Joyce call her mom back. When she catches up with Becky, Ross “Toedad MacAsshole” is going to be there, isn’t he? Now that he’s got a character model and everything. Just in time for Joyce’s latest revelation to come into spectacular, nova-flare conflict with someone representing her past beliefs, just like with her parents and Dotty.
*readies aspirin*
DAMN YOU WILLIS
I just wanted to check on comics at 2:30 AM before I sleep, and now I have to make breakfast early. And decide whether to make pancakes, waffles, or both…
The only suitable option is to combine waffles and pancakes into a super breakfast hybrid!
Dammit, you’re not God! STAND DOWN!
But how? Their recipies are nearly identical! Their cooking styles are what holds he most difference!
Perhaps a waffle iron that is flat on one side?
Perhaps if you used a yeast-risen waffle batter and made pancakes with it?
Pour the batter in the waffle maker, but don’t close the lid? Then just flip to preference?
The only logical way is to sew pieces of pancake and waffle together and redirect supernatural lightning through it of course!
IT’S ALIVE! IT’S ALIVE!
Oh Joyce. Waffles and Pancakes are made from the same batter.
They’re homobattered?
(Sounds like a FOX NEWS segment, where a white straight male says gay activists “homobattered” him for infringing on his right to be bigoted against gays.)
… Fox news, stay away from my breakfasts.
So are men and women.
Oh man. My former roommate would flip out if he read this. He gets really upset when he orders waffles at a restaurant and gets waffles made from pancake batter. I don’t think he reads this comic, though.
WHOA WHOA WHOA. No. You’re doin it wrong. It’s totally different cooking surfaces and desired texture outcomes, so the batter better not be the same.
The measurements are a bit different. Like waffles have an extra egg and more butter and sugar.
…But it’s all the same ingredients.
joyce is becoming tumblr now in her hysteria haha
…Well, I’m actually a bit worried now. For whatever reason, I associate frantically running to find someone with that someone already being gone when you get there.
C’mon Becky, don’t do something stupid.
Well, she already left behind the friend she’s living with, the only person in her life who didn’t reject her and is actively skipping meals to support her in order to follow Billie who’s sexuality she’s already rudely dismissed and had shown nothing but annoyance towards. Smart decisions are not Becky’s strong suit.
She hardly left Joyce behind. She decided she needed a few hours of space after they had a small spat over Joyce’s efforts to reconcile her acceptance of Becky with their religion. Becky’s experiencing full, public self-acceptance in a safe space for the first time (though I guess we’ll find out shortly just how safe the space actually is), and that can be intoxicating and make a person impatient with anyone else’s need to think things out a little further. I’m not saying she’s being smart, but I don’t think she’s being flagrantly stupid for the most part either.
The thing with Billie, though… yeah, that was obnoxious. But she already got exactly the response she deserved.
Note how Joyce doesn’t out Ethan by immediately explaining why he isn’t her boyfriend anymore. Nice! She’s learning.
(I can’t remember if Walky and Dorothy knows he’s gay or not, or if Jocye know that they know)
I don’t think Dorothy knows. Remember a month or so ago Joyce was explaining over lunch how “a best friend was dating a homosexual” (implying herself) but then the issue got sidetracked to Becky before Joyce could spill the beans.
http://www.dumbingofage.com/2015/comic/book-5/02-threes-a-crowd/bestfriend/
If Dorothy hasn’t figured it out, I’ll eat my hat.
I like waffles and pancakes. I wouldn’t have sex with a breakfast food, though. Wouldn’t hold hands and take em out on a date, either. That wouldn’t make any sense.
One would also hope that you don’t literally devour your sex partner.
Cool comic, this week has been especially funny
…and they find Becky just in time to see her hit by a bus.
pancakes, waffles, crepe’s, French toast…I go all ways, with or with out syrup, jams, marmalades, preserves, honey, berry sauces. I’ve had ’em all and I’ll do it until I go blind.
A girl with username Pancakes and a dude with username Waffleman both hit on my ex-girlfriend back when she was in a relationship with me. Yes, she’s bisexual.
(I didn’t need to do anything about it– she shot them both down herself.)
I applaud Willis for not making the obvious breakfast sausage joke…
Others, however…
Gonna be honest, more of a waffle guy myself. Though I do indulge in toast every once and a while.
Just to be clear: What is going to happen now is that Joyce and co will find Becky by the fountain, looking pensively at the naked chick in the clam. Joyce will babble at Becky for five minutes until she shushes her with a “Oh Joyce, you so adorable. I’m glad you’re catching up, but of course I know that you want what’s best for me.” Then they will have waffles because whatever happens Becky will still be Becky.
Then Dorothy will help them figure out an awesome plan to help Becky with her run-away-state, Ethan will wander off and bump into Danny and they will talk, Walky will eat ALL THE WAFFLES (or possibly pancakes) and there will be lots of hugs for everyone.
Nothing tragic or overly dramatic is going to happen now. I just wanted to make that clear.
You are very persuasive. I will try to believe. Willis would totally pull that on us after the last week-plus of heart-wrenching feels.
Walky’s 26 will still be looming…
(not sure you’re looking for feedback on the ads, but just in case you’re open to it…) I’m not a fan of the ad video that started playing automatically without giving me the option to stop it. (After the first vid, the second gave me the option to pause it, but I couldn’t stop the first.)
Print ads are fine, but video ads with sound are annoying. Especially since I read this at work.
If you tell him which ad it is, he can actually do something about it. He’s been open to ad feedback before, especially when it’s an ad that force opens links.
The ad was for McCormick seasoning.
I think Joyce’s political correctness will explode at some point…..
How do you mean?
Has anyone tried the Full English?
Sal certainly has
Hiyoooooooooooooo
Repentant ex-gay-bashing Joyce is best Joyce. That is all.
Oof. Talk about your bursting dams.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8HOlXJ2EJxw
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-Gj95m0CR5I
Waffles, Waffles, Waffles. Waffles, Waffles, Waffles. Waffles, Waffles, Waffles.
Waffles by Weebl https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ergxf2I_ilM
Also:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eDU0CTDMk2g
NOOO BEATEN TO IT
Question, does Joyce have any idea where Becky is or how to find her? It’s a very large campus.
Gaydar? Ah wait, we need Leslie for that.
I wonder how many more people are going to join the race. Suddenly Joyce finds herself leading the first Yearly IU Find the Lesbian Marathon.
You know, big trucks can make something as flat as a pancake.
I am the worst commenter.
I choose to believe “Go, go, power rangers!” is playing in the background of the last two panels.
W is for the many Ways that you’re served
A is for the Admiration you deserve
F is ’cause you’re Fluffy, you’re Flaky and Fun
aaaand F is for the Flavor that is second to none
(bum bum bum)
L is for how Light you are, you melt in my mouth
and E is for Eggs, oh baby
Put ’em all together with a how-do-ya-do
Waffles, we love…
“May I have another, please?”
Waffles, we love…
“Top mine off with runny cheese!”
Waffles, we love…
“Chili waffles suit me fine”
Waffles, we love…
“Wash ’em down with Aunt Jemima?”
Waffles
We
Love
YOOOOOUUUUU
Now I want waffles.
My gay friends prefer IHOP to Waffle House. So maybe gay folk prefer pancakes? Or it might have something to do with the lack of booths at IHOP and booths is all Waffle House has.
There were plenty of booths at the IHOPs I’ve been too. But I think the metaphor has more to do with waffles=men and pancakes=women.
Walky’s face last panel is my face throughout the beginning of DOA.
Dorothy’s face first panel is my current face.
I love how Walky is just “Yup, running along, not getting involved in strange emotional outbursts. I’m here if you need me but until then I’m just running along. No need to involve me.”
I also love how Dorothy does her usual gentle probing of the situation. And her last line is therapist-speak 101. “Does Becky even like waffles???” “I don’t know – why don’t you tell me what you think.”
The hover text, though.
What I find hilarious is that as a cyclist I have no prejudices about breakfast, or indeed about almost any food I don’t have an allergic reaction to. The definition of a “cyclist” is “an eating machine on two wheels”.
This webcomic needs more Dina!
I’m sure she’ll get swept up again. She usually is.
This might be the best strip ever, and this might be the third or fourth time I’ve said that since this storyline started.
I feel like I can’t be the only one to know this, but I didn’t see it in the comments above, so I’ll risk posting this: “waffle” is an IRL euphemism for female genitalia. That is all.
Relevant.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eDU0CTDMk2g
Nothri is super pissed that someone made the pansexual joke before he did. Pissed enough to talk in the first person no less.
Or third. One of those. Nothri loses track. He’s kind of dumb like that.
I’m all about them waffles bout them waffles no pancakes
DARN IT! Next post comes out in about 10 minutes, and NOW I come up with “Hanky-Pancakes”
Aaaaand Joyce continues to be a great person.
That last line made me crack up. 😀 (It also made me very hungry for waffles and pancakes)
In some universes you can only have waffles if you do well at something… Unearned waffles? Waffles of shame… yeah the Dead Gentlemen rewired parts of brain…