AG: I don't see how we're supposed to 8e 8ecoming friends if you recoil from my olive 8ranch like I'm twitching a mummified 8ovine phallus in your direction.
CG: BECOMING FRIENDS, WHAT THE FUCK.
CG: WE WILL NEVER BE FRIENDS, MORON.
AG: Not even h8 friends?
CG: NO. MORE LIKE TWITCHY EYED PROJECTILE VOMITING IN UTTER DISGUST FRIENDS, WHILE I PERFORATE MY BONE BULGE WITH A CULLING FORK.
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SHWEET!! COMIKS!!*sigh* *deep inhale* WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-
*GASP* -OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I FINALLY got this frickin' comic done. now all I need to do is make a banner and i'm set. This was made spontaneously during lunch (I had a lot of time because I don't eat lunch and I got straight to the commons). Based off of that comment from metroid confusion, and plenty of turret jokes. You'll get it even more when you play the first and third games. And yes, that is a half eaten penutbutter sammich floating in fatherbrain's tank. And I am still very proud of how I drew samus, and now I had the confidece to modify the ass plate to not look like an ass. |
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