The comic:
It's April. Wouldn't this have been better in January? Oh well, better than some old "joke" about taxes.
That will probably be in September.
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Monday, April 18, 2011
Monday April 18th
It's April. Wouldn't this have been better in January? Oh well, better than some old "joke" about taxes.
That will probably be in September.
Saturday, April 2, 2011
Saturday April 2nd
The comic:
Why don't they just get a divorce? She knows he doesn't like tucking in his shirt, he knows she hates it. God what miserable people.
Friday, March 18, 2011
Friday March 18th
The comic:
She seems resigned to her fate, not pissed. And it doesn't look like they're driving, it looks like they're parked at Lovers' Lane or whatever.
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Saturday March 12th
The comic:
Ha ha, they're cliches!
They don't care about things that matter to their partners. That's so funny.
Monday, February 14, 2011
Monday February 14th
Hey I bet this will be about Valentine's Day!
The comic:
I was right!
There's nothing wrong with using a coupon on a date as long as neither party minds, and if one does and you don't want to piss them off and make the date a giant waste of time, don't use it in front of them.
Also, this is really awkward - don't couples sit opposite each other? But if they did that, we wouldn't see her pissed off expression, so hey.
It's not completely awful, AKA the Lockhorns, because he doesn't seem to be motivated by malice, he's just completely ignorant to his wife's feelings!
The comic:
I was right!
There's nothing wrong with using a coupon on a date as long as neither party minds, and if one does and you don't want to piss them off and make the date a giant waste of time, don't use it in front of them.
Also, this is really awkward - don't couples sit opposite each other? But if they did that, we wouldn't see her pissed off expression, so hey.
It's not completely awful, AKA the Lockhorns, because he doesn't seem to be motivated by malice, he's just completely ignorant to his wife's feelings!
Saturday, July 17, 2010
Saturday July 17th
I apologize for posting these later in the day, I've been going to bed before midnight for the last few days, no matter how much I sleep during the day. (Today it was from 1:30 to 6:45, finally I slept through the worst of the heat!)
The comic:
She looks thrilled.
Why doesn't the inside door handle work? I'd also think that the outside handle would be fight back, at the very least. Or just fall off, like I saw in an Archie story.
So he's not really chivalrous, he just has a crappy car and refuses to fix it. (Probably made it worse by trying himself, but in true Hank Hill fashion, won't let a stranger touch his baby. "Another man touching her manifold.")
And it is damn creepy to be next to a door you can't open, or at least weird. I've been in a cop car a few times, when Tiger Patrol wasn't up (they use golf carts and drive wildly, so much fun), despite the fact that it was during the hours they were supposed to be up. So I got a ride in a cop car, in the backseat. No interior door handle.
Also, my mom has a Toyota Tundra (2002) and it has a handle on the back door which is useless unless the front door is open. So when my sister's upfront and I need to get out (when they drop me off), I have to remind her to open her door. That's part of the design.
And I must say that my mom only gets her truck taken care of at Toyota. There's no shame in asking for help.
Her car is 8-9 years old (we bought it in late 2001) and it's still in good shape.
She looks quite resigned as well, the wife. ("I bet his mistress has a flashy sports car with working doors," she thinks.)
I understand keeping things until they fall apart - I had a holey shirt that I got at a yard sale and towards the end, I had to wear a white camisole underneath, the holes were getting higher. It eventually became more hole than shirt, so I threw it out. But while I had it, I made sure to do my own laundry! My mom wants many of my shirts (mostly pajama tanks that are see-through through age and washings - but being threadbare makes them cooler temperature-wise) in the trash, but if I do my own laundry, she can't grab them. Bwahaha!
But clothes are not tons of metal and they can't kill people like a bad car can. So the fact that he takes pride in the fact that his car doesn't work will only end in tears.
It's also a sign that the basic description is a joke - you'd think blue-collar workers would spend the weekend tinkering with their cars and improving them. But hey, let's just trap the wife in the car. Though she could get out by climbing over the center console or just sliding out if it doesn't have one. I have climbed from the backseat to the front and the reverse... while the truck was moving. But I'm an idiot teenager, so what do I know?
The comic:
She looks thrilled.
Why doesn't the inside door handle work? I'd also think that the outside handle would be fight back, at the very least. Or just fall off, like I saw in an Archie story.
So he's not really chivalrous, he just has a crappy car and refuses to fix it. (Probably made it worse by trying himself, but in true Hank Hill fashion, won't let a stranger touch his baby. "Another man touching her manifold.")
And it is damn creepy to be next to a door you can't open, or at least weird. I've been in a cop car a few times, when Tiger Patrol wasn't up (they use golf carts and drive wildly, so much fun), despite the fact that it was during the hours they were supposed to be up. So I got a ride in a cop car, in the backseat. No interior door handle.
Also, my mom has a Toyota Tundra (2002) and it has a handle on the back door which is useless unless the front door is open. So when my sister's upfront and I need to get out (when they drop me off), I have to remind her to open her door. That's part of the design.
And I must say that my mom only gets her truck taken care of at Toyota. There's no shame in asking for help.
Her car is 8-9 years old (we bought it in late 2001) and it's still in good shape.
She looks quite resigned as well, the wife. ("I bet his mistress has a flashy sports car with working doors," she thinks.)
I understand keeping things until they fall apart - I had a holey shirt that I got at a yard sale and towards the end, I had to wear a white camisole underneath, the holes were getting higher. It eventually became more hole than shirt, so I threw it out. But while I had it, I made sure to do my own laundry! My mom wants many of my shirts (mostly pajama tanks that are see-through through age and washings - but being threadbare makes them cooler temperature-wise) in the trash, but if I do my own laundry, she can't grab them. Bwahaha!
But clothes are not tons of metal and they can't kill people like a bad car can. So the fact that he takes pride in the fact that his car doesn't work will only end in tears.
It's also a sign that the basic description is a joke - you'd think blue-collar workers would spend the weekend tinkering with their cars and improving them. But hey, let's just trap the wife in the car. Though she could get out by climbing over the center console or just sliding out if it doesn't have one. I have climbed from the backseat to the front and the reverse... while the truck was moving. But I'm an idiot teenager, so what do I know?
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Tuesday June 29th
The comic:
Sent in by a man.
Did he do this in secret, so the woman he hates so much wouldn't see it?
I'm going to say yes.
It's one thing to show respect for your partner, it's quite another to meekly do what they say, secretly hating them the entire time. And for the dominating partner, it's important to ask their opinions on doing things, though since it's always the man being meek around his wife in Pluggerville, and men in Pluggerville don't talk about their feelings...
Hey wait, if they live stereotyped gender roles, shouldn't he have already mowed the yard? It's not like women do that!
Plus, Hank Hill is a Plugger, and he has a tiny yard and a riding mower and he loves his lawn.
She's treating him like a moody teenager, and he's acting like one.
Sent in by a man.
Did he do this in secret, so the woman he hates so much wouldn't see it?
I'm going to say yes.
It's one thing to show respect for your partner, it's quite another to meekly do what they say, secretly hating them the entire time. And for the dominating partner, it's important to ask their opinions on doing things, though since it's always the man being meek around his wife in Pluggerville, and men in Pluggerville don't talk about their feelings...
Hey wait, if they live stereotyped gender roles, shouldn't he have already mowed the yard? It's not like women do that!
Plus, Hank Hill is a Plugger, and he has a tiny yard and a riding mower and he loves his lawn.
She's treating him like a moody teenager, and he's acting like one.
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Wednesday June 16th
The comic:
I think I've seen this.
Anyway, I remember my dad settling down to polish his shoes... on dress days... when he was in the military.
The average white-collar worker does not polish their shoes. Especially tennis shoes. And flip-flops - which, if made of the right material, can be washed with a hose.
Anyways, this is his job. He's probably been doing it since 18, since his dad and grandfather worked there. He's most likely part of a union.
But he looks so dejected - does he think she's going to change her mind one day and say, sure make the house muddy - it's not like I've been working all day and just cleaned up after our kids!
Of course, the cynic would say a little mud wouldn't be noticed in a Plugger household. Except, Pluggers love stereotypes, especially sexist ones. And we all know wives henpeck their husbands and are so picky they don't want a bit of dirt in the house!
Also, washing his shoes won't help - maybe hose off the bottom, but unless they're waterproofed on the outside, they'll take some time to dry and he needs them for work tomorrow. So why not just kick them off outside and put on indoor shoes?
When my shoes are too nasty or I got caught in the rain, they sit on the porch. And they take a bit to dry out.
Also, that lunch box is too ridiculous and old fashioned - Plugger men love them!
Anyway, I remember my dad settling down to polish his shoes... on dress days... when he was in the military.
The average white-collar worker does not polish their shoes. Especially tennis shoes. And flip-flops - which, if made of the right material, can be washed with a hose.
Anyways, this is his job. He's probably been doing it since 18, since his dad and grandfather worked there. He's most likely part of a union.
But he looks so dejected - does he think she's going to change her mind one day and say, sure make the house muddy - it's not like I've been working all day and just cleaned up after our kids!
Of course, the cynic would say a little mud wouldn't be noticed in a Plugger household. Except, Pluggers love stereotypes, especially sexist ones. And we all know wives henpeck their husbands and are so picky they don't want a bit of dirt in the house!
Also, washing his shoes won't help - maybe hose off the bottom, but unless they're waterproofed on the outside, they'll take some time to dry and he needs them for work tomorrow. So why not just kick them off outside and put on indoor shoes?
When my shoes are too nasty or I got caught in the rain, they sit on the porch. And they take a bit to dry out.
Also, that lunch box is too ridiculous and old fashioned - Plugger men love them!
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