Making up time. You should probably follow on Tumblr to keep abreast.
Now, though, PB is back talking to an old friend of GSC, Tex Arkana. Unsurprisingly, it doesn’t go well for The Punchin’ Bag. You’ll get’em next time, Punchy!
I forgot to post the last…uh…four Punchin’ Bags I’ve done. Here, have some:
Some profound wisdom from Pete cuts like a knife. Also, that episode of The Simpsons.
The Punchin’ Bag encounters an inescapable realm: the friendzone.
Is the friendzone real? Is it a matter of confidence? Is it wrong to expect something out of a relationship with the opposite sex and not accept it for what it is, which may just be friendship? Or does the pain of liking someone and them not liking you back make “just being friends” too difficult to realistically pull off?
My wife and I debate the merits of lamenting being friendzoned, herself having to deal with guys who acted like friends but turned a cold shoulder once they realized “it” wasn’t happening, and myself mired in several friendzones in my youth, lamenting that a girl I liked just didn’t see me “that way”.
The Punchin’ Bag tackles some entry-level work with The Elite Team. Will it pay off? Does it ever?
While drawing this, I realized I may try to avoid too much of PB in full costume in the future, if only because his round head is hard to draw with pen and ink #butIdigress.
Check out the rest on Tumblr!