Yup. Sal’s definitely putting the moves on Danny in that first panel.
Joyce Brown: COCKBLOCKER
Hmm, do I hate him for being mean or understand him for wanting to be with his real gf rather than his stalker?
I really can’t blame Danny for neglecting Joyce. I mean…c’mon.
I was going to say that although I didn’t blame him in the slightest, I did think it was a tactical error to just hang up the phone rather than tell Joyce he wasn’t coming. However, given Joyce, it doesn’t really seem like either tactic is likely to get rid of her, so he might as well go with his first reaction.
Joyce isn’t the sort to take “No” for an answer.
She’s not the sort to take “Restraining Order” for an answer either.
Danny makes the smart person choice for once.
Well, Danny, there’s only one way out of this.
A foursome, then.
Danny, Sal, Joyce, Joyce’s Mom, Joyce’s Dad
That’s a fivesome, unless one of them’s just going to stand there and watch…
Also, such an event would psychically draw Joe to it like a moth, so it’d quickly become a sixsome, or as it’s more easily pronounced, an orgy. Or a gangbang, if you must.
Actually that’d be about optimal. Generally if all participants are straight and have the usual asymmetrical connectors you need a 50/50 M/F split so no-one is stuck either playing gooseberry or spending most of their time ensuring that the balls don’t touch.
But Joe’s not there, how can Sal and Danny have a threesome without him? There’s nobody else worth using!
And yes, I’m reading this now, because Damn You Willis.
It’d probably be for the best at this point if Ruth stopped talking I think :-/
Of course Joyce is a cockblocker. She knows exactly what to block a cock with. XD
“Telephone solicitors”. I have never heard that term used.
Also I like the way Joyce’s parents are looking at each other.
That’s how you know it’s 90s.
Weird thing. I got home to a message left on my landline answerphone the other day (don’t judge me, it came with the apartment). It was a fax tone. Presumably a spam fax.
WHO THE HELL STILL SENDS SPAM FAXES?
That or a very optimistic hacker still stuck in the “wardialing” era of the 80s and 90s.
When I worked at a bookstore (2005-2010) there was a spam fax on our fax machine (which was also the copier) every morning, generally about fake sounding vacation packages.
Can’t really be all that hard on Joyce over this, because it’s not like Sal was going to get Danny to give it up, anyway.
Did Sal just come here to try to get laid? And didn’t she have anyone she could go to where that might be a plausible outcome?
She’s here because she wants Danny, specifically, and all the positive things he represents to her. Finding some guy at a bar wouldn’t help.
And I don’t rate her chances particularly badly; Danny loves her, and he already consented once, even if she was only teasing. Some other guy might be mad at her about the disappearing for months thing, but fortunately she’s picked Danny instead.
I think that Sal finding a guy in a bar would be quite bad for her psychological health, especially in the long term.
*pauses* *considers* Actually, if I remember the sequence of events correctly, Sal meeting a guy in a bar turns out pretty well for her in the long term. But having sex with him at the time probably would not have helped anything, no.
Danny being Danny, I suspect the most likely scenario, excluding Joyce, would be: just as things start to get interesting, he gets scared and starts coming up with excuses as to why it would be wrong for them to engage in pre-marital hanky-panky, until Sal gets fed up and leaves.
The most likely scenario including Joyce, of course, is, sadly, not a threesome, but rather: in an effort to avoid conflict, Danny falls out a third-story window and Sal gets fed up and leaves.
Seriously, though, did Sal just come here to get laid? It’s not like she asks Danny for help or support or anything, and she certainly doesn’t tell him anything about what’s going on.
Wait, if you’re blocking a woman’s attempt to mack on a man, instead of the other way round, is it still cockblocking? Or the inverse, as it were?
I like the term a character in Guilded Age used – boxblocking.
On “Rules of Engagement” they used the term “Beaver Damming.”
Now is the time to take the smart way out. He hasn’t got a snowball’s chance in Hell of telling Joyce no, she can’t hear what she dosen’t like-as we all know.
So, grab Sal and exit the back way (or out the window if need be). Go to a movie, grab a pizza.
Telephone solicitors? …as in, phone prostitutes?
I love how Joyce’s dad looks like a happy Mike.
Was I supposed to think of that “Elliot Reid: Moment Killer” bit from Scrubs with that description? Cuz I did.
March 27, 1998
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