Really. Believe me. It's searing, white, hot.
It's shaped like a person, but ...
Here, have A ART. It's free. And it's art. C'mon. Get your hands out of your skull and take it.
There was a Steven Seagal film titled The Glimmer Man. He was referred to as the Glimmer Man in the movie because, "Suffice to say, to the people he hunted for us, he was known as the Glimmer Man. There'd be nothing but jungle, then a glimmer... Then you'd be dead."
It's one of the dumbest things I've ever read and I thought you should know that.
You hear footsteps and muffled crying outside at night. You look out your bedroom window.
Shootin' the Hellish forces of the undead ain't no thing. I work with what God gave me: A gun.
Are you happy? I am, man.
I found a way to turn your monitor into a mirror. It's a secret. Don't tell anybody.
I have a few questions.
Drew this a while back and titled it "Robin Williams." Not long after, the man was dead. I even remember saying something to the effect of "The undead soul of the very much still alive Robin Williams haunts you at night."
To be clear, I never set out to draw Robin Williams. I just thought it looked like him when it was done.
I don't know what you did. But Santa does. Boy howdy.
My head rests at the bottom of a red party cup.
It puts on my coat and goes outside. This garbage does standup on the weekends.
Sometimes I like to let the garbage pile up and watch it walk around the house.
Sometimes I look in my cup of soda and see your reflection. What do you see?
YOUR DESK IS A LIE.
You just going to leave me hanging like that or what? OPEN PALM TO YOUR SCREEN RIGHT NOW. Hold it there until you feel it.
Then wipe the screen down 'cuz your hands are hella gross.
Everyone enjoys the things that come out of your mouth.