TRUE STORY.So, there we were. Antartica. Sorta cold place, I dealt with it by wearing those really spiffy boxers I got from gramma on that one really really good christmas that one time, everyone came and gramma got drunk and there wasn't any food left in the fridge so i ate the rats upstairs and got sick and got sent to the hospital where there wasn't any such thing as grammar and everyone died. (I ate.. at least five. Hard to get down when they're alive, but wait too long after they're dead and.. well, they're too bloated to eat.)Er, anyway. Antarctica. Well, we were cruising around, I was in those really nice boxers, they're woolen. A little itchy,
great work!
it looks crazy and sporatic, yet finished and deliberate. that isn't easy to do, but this turned out wonderfully!
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great job! I'm faveing this.
by the by, i'll be getting more stuff done on.. friday.. maybe.
unless I sleep till 4 in the afternoon, in which case I'll probably end up not getting much done. >_>;
i'll show you the original sketch, if you'd like