Who's to say we won't have bad days even in the afterlife? I'd actually prefer it that way.
Friday, January 4, 2008
Centaurs

Ah yes, the Centaur. That mythical beast of wonder. That beautiful concoction of man and horse. I wonder, do they find human women attractive?
Or horses?
Female centaurs, you say?
Well, what if they only saw the rear of a horse, like, the front side was in a barn. Or they saw only the chest and up on a woman, because she was standing behind a fence? What then? What then say you!?
Posted by Low Gain at 12:02 PM 1 comments
Friday, December 21, 2007
Honest Abe

My younger sister Tenaya to this day is scared stupid by a mask my family has of an old man. I thought it'd be funny to go with that idea. And possibly, if Tenaya ever sees this, to continue striking fear into her young, under-developed heart.
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Peas and Milk
This drawing I made mainly for my mother, who on many occasions caught me for this very act. She'd often put a tiny hourglass down on the table, and me along with my two older sisters were forced to finish our dinner before the timer ran out.
We moved the food around on the plate to give it the appearance it had been touched, possibly eaten. We found though that the milk worked as a cloaking device for smaller foods. For some reason we didn't have to finish drinking our glasses. We'd have to drink some though, and often, we didn't have enough milk to hide all the food.
Luckily, my mother never caught me shoving bitefuls of food wrapped in napkins into my socks.
Posted by Low Gain at 10:06 AM 1 comments
Missing Pencil
This came from the
sit uation most us kids
went through on those
"first days" in grade
school. The excitement,
the mystery, and the
anxiety.
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