D-d-don't go where?

I am trying to post an orginal piece of artwork regularly. BORING! Did I hear you say? Well, then fuck you. You've just been taken to high camp and I am the annoying mean driver. BTW high camp is where we all laugh and throw hot steaming hunks of poo each other. No, no seriously I don't even know what I just said and whatev, it was all in good fun. Posting new stuff is going to be a gigantic cup to fill with my final-final coming up (oooh! thats ridiculous) and as Mr. Rollins would nicely put it , "i'm going to be stretching it reaaal f' n thin" and then with out hesitation a roar of manical laughter can be heard by the angry little man wearing the oh-so peculiar undersized gym shorts. HR is ca-ca-crazy and also a child of the 60's which explains his length of shorts or lack thereof shorts.

Here's a piece I like to call my closing controversial statements of the weekend (with no further explanation). And they are....

-95% of people ordering drinks in cafe's today have a I've just been violated by a pack of horny bears look on their face before they order.

-People who stop and then turn in the middle of the highway for no good reason are indeed retarded.

-Sometimes when people call at 2:45am and I am asleep I will not be angry. I will just repeat two times before I hang up - I don't even know why I picked up the phone, I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHY I PICKED UP THE PHONE -click.



Byebye folks.

love,

you unfunny jackass