The year was 2007. It was a chilly December.
The snow fell and the wind blew as a degree in
comic art was imparted to a former film maker.
Armed with this tandem of academic achievement
he walked off into the cold, snowy night.
He draws. He teaches. He cries.
The squirrels plot against him.
4 comments:
these are fun! I like the big fish ready to eat the fisherman.
Dude did you just get high as shit drawing these...? So much marker.
btw these are sick
If by high you mean sick with a massive headache... yes.
Thanks. Sick is good, right?
They're all great, but that bear is ten kinds of awesome.
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