This is what happens when I get really stressed – I start drawing weird shit. No, I don’t know what it is. Don’t care, either. Markers on scrap paper. This is most likely why my markers don’t last long.
The spacetime telegraph is chattering away — apparently you’ve just started a petition to polish squirrels with fried strawberries, and donate the resulting amphibious bodhráns to abused logic. This seems to be the most sensible petition ever sent to the agency, though there is speculation they may reject it since it is legible.
Hahahahahahaha, oh, hahahahaha. Thank you for that, Ice Swimmer.
rqsays
bunny-slug got high offa whatever is in that steaming, bubbling goblet -- I’d like some of that, please.
That first, though, now that is effective -- I think Giliell’s interpretation is about as best as it gets, I’m pretty sure I recognize the emotions behind it. :D
Those would make wonderful cards for when you need to send something that will make the recipient say “What the hell?” I would be tempted to write “Thinking of you” on the inside.
The second time I saw the title of this post, “Silly Shit” sounded like a brown, gross-looking version of Silly Putty. I bet it would sell well.
Those would make wonderful cards for when you need to send something that will make the recipient say “What the hell?” I would be tempted to write “Thinking of you” on the inside.
Oh, you’re mean. I like that.
I bet it would sell well.
I have no doubt it would.
blfsays
I bet it would sell well.
Especially if it is a rich source of quantum vibrations with no gluten.
rqsays
These, as cards? That would be lovely! I know people who would appreciate them, too. :)
ledasmomsays
They’d be wonderful cards! They could either be pre-colored or left black and white, as the most-fun color-it-yourself ever.
That’S a kick-ass old lady with the coolest earstud ever yelling at annoying dudes until they shrink into oblivion.
Hahahaha, now that’s an interpretation I like!
The spacetime telegraph is chattering away — apparently you’ve just started a petition to polish squirrels with fried strawberries, and donate the resulting amphibious bodhráns to abused logic. This seems to be the most sensible petition ever sent to the agency, though there is speculation they may reject it since it is legible.
#1: “you lumps get offa my lawn”
#2: “Acid-tripping hellbunny poops Japanese toy balls into bowl of cereal.”
Blf, sounds about right.
Marcus, that sounds about right, too. Perhaps I’ve been a tad more pissed at my new neighbour than I thought…
You must be a lot of fun to play Drawful with.
tbtabby:
Had no idea what that was, had to look it up. I think that sort of thing is not my thing. :D
The bunny-slug in the second tempts me to shout yee-haaaw, but I’m riding a bus, so I’m not going to.
Hahahahahahaha, oh, hahahahaha. Thank you for that, Ice Swimmer.
bunny-slug got high offa whatever is in that steaming, bubbling goblet -- I’d like some of that, please.
That first, though, now that is effective -- I think Giliell’s interpretation is about as best as it gets, I’m pretty sure I recognize the emotions behind it. :D
rq:
Yeah…me too. :D
I like Caine’s Weird Shit Collection. :-)
And, probably better for you and more productive than my stress-relieving method (see avatar).
Thanks, Jim! It’s a bit hard on my paper stash, but that’s okay. :D
Sometimes silliness is just what you need.
Yes, it is. I’ve needed it quite a bit lately.
Those would make wonderful cards for when you need to send something that will make the recipient say “What the hell?” I would be tempted to write “Thinking of you” on the inside.
The second time I saw the title of this post, “Silly Shit” sounded like a brown, gross-looking version of Silly Putty. I bet it would sell well.
ledasmom:
Oh, you’re mean. I like that.
I have no doubt it would.
Especially if it is a rich source of quantum vibrations with no gluten.
These, as cards? That would be lovely! I know people who would appreciate them, too. :)
They’d be wonderful cards! They could either be pre-colored or left black and white, as the most-fun color-it-yourself ever.