Like the Kool-Aid man! Only less liquidy and not trying to convince you to drink out of her head.
Seriously, what part of a giant pitcher smashing into your house and then wanting you to drink his innards ISN’T upsetting? Of course, I have similar feelings about pinatas with … Continue reading
Badly. Plays the sax badly.
I’m not gonna lie, y’all, when I was in middle- and high-school, the dance company I was in junior company/apprenticed to used a LOT of Kenny G. Also, a ton … Continue reading
Luckily, he did NOT misunderstand the recipe.
Funnily enough, you can absolutely google spotted dick with no issues at all — I don’t know how many pages you have to scroll through if you’re WANTING disgusting pictures, … Continue reading
What we have here is a fundamental misunderstanding of food names.
And now, I get a song stuck in your head for the rest of the day. You’re welcome.
P.S.: If anyone could please explain to me what the hell caused that song to exist besides copious amounts of drugs, that would be awesome. See also: At the Zoo. … Continue reading
In which I obsess about completely meaningless things. Again.
I was so close to calling it quits on this and saying that I was out of ideas, and then the night before last I drew SOOO MANY cartoons, so … Continue reading
Reruns and riding hoods.
Ummm. . . so. . . I was not so much with the scanning last night because I got busy fixing the problems with my Rogue costume for an event … Continue reading
Introducing the original inappropriate beaver.
And a thumbs-up of approval from L. In case you can’t read it, because you almost certainly can’t, the cartoon is another iteration of ‘No one expects Inappropriate Beaver!’ because … Continue reading
I drew on the walls. It was delightful.
One of the many delights of Houston + my friends is the arts community. So, Saturday I went with my buddies to the Lawndale Art Center, where they had covered … Continue reading
Neurotic Owl 