I found a book of it at Goodwill =D It has the original comics too, and you realize Jon was always insane.
lol yea. In the end it was revealed that her husband (Goodman) had actually died from a heart attack like five years previous and she had made up the last part as a way of coping. She was depressed or something and was making it up or writing a story or something. It was rather dark.
Sometimes your voice is important when communicating with an animal because not all animals rely primarily on their sense of sight. However, if it's an animal that does then I agree with you that it's just a bit eccentric. But I guess if you live alone and have no one else then why not? Why would you rather talk to the doll though? It can't comfort you in anyway.. I'm just curious because I can't picture myself wanting to interact with anything on an emotional level that is completely lifeless. I need to see movement, or at least something that tells me it feels something, anything.
Know, I wouldn't do either actively. I just think it seems less insane. Like, it seems to be a more conscious, less illusory behavior.
Personally, I'd be a lot more creeped out if I saw/heard about somebody wining and dining a doll. Luckily, there's such a thing as privacy... except for Davecat: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f59N37xH0Ng"]Love Me, Love My Doll - YouTube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gqUhuXzHnYY"]Doll Love Lasts Forever | My Strange Addiction - YouTube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VjJtmcJM-Rw"]My Strange Addiction-Â*Davecat Still Loves His Doll - YouTube I mean, I get it, but... *shudders* =X There's just something about it that I don't like.
I personally don't like the trend to be honest. It also screams emotionally insecure at me...which is a turnoff.
Me thinks that moment of clarity after you bust a nut will be near unbearable: OMG, is this what's become of me? I've had that feeling after getting it on with actual humanoid women from time to time, shudder to think how I'd feel after slipping a 5000 $ slab of sillicone the D. Not to mention the utterly depressing prospect of having to clean it out afterwards. No sir, if you don't already have psychological problems, you're sure to develop them with one of those things in your life. I can only imagine that's how psychopaths who keep their dead mothers, girlfriends or random women in their closet would feel. The stuff nightmares are made of.
I have this picture of someone burglarizing a house. Imaging the bugler's shock when he finds the doll. Imagine the look on the cops face when he takes the report. Imagine the insurance company's response when they find out that the doll was itemized on the rider.
