everything from the fit of the jacket to that head tilt as he says it is so completely Brass Eye i actually cannot cope
everything from the fit of the jacket to that head tilt as he says it is so completely Brass Eye i actually cannot cope
Bad news, I don't think I'll be able to make the early March deadline.
I've done a few paintings, but they're all atrocious.
Bad even for my standards.
Nightmarish even.
I do apologize.
Quick question, does Sula have a blue collar?
at last, we have invented retrophenology from the classic Discworld text Donβt Invent Retrophenology
Collectable.
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Certainly with the curse I just put on them, yes.
I'll admit, I could've done without that.
*chugs Maple syrup*
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They're now waiting for Trump to show up so he can receive his Olympic hockey gold medal.
They ruin everything.
Yep - definitely going to have a stress-induced clutcher.
Team Canada and Team USA have the same number of goals now. In hockey that is known as 'a tense game'.
Follow me for more thrilling hockey facts like this.
This hockey game's going to kill me.
"AI is the future"
The future:
Happy Birthday, fella! I hope you have a great one.
Happy Saturday, Serena!
I can see it.
INDEPENDENT Playgrounds would become 'crack dens' if Greens were in power, policing minister says
Iβm sorry, I know itβs a minor point, but crack dens are traditionally indoor establishments. What the scaremongering Labour minister is describing here is a crack paddock.
A gravestone with ivy leaves and a group of red ladybird.
Saturday's the perfect day to hang out with your mates on a gravestone...
Happy #Caturday!
Here's hoping! π€
I can also paint people!
How early in March?
I painted my friend's beloved dachshund recently, and less than a week later, the poor thing fuckin' died unexpectedly.
Hopefully it had nothing to do with my painting, and it wasn't a suicide, but this is the third time someone's died after I've painted them.
Anyway, dm me for commissions
Headline: "Worcester scientist uses organism from space to create skincare line"
IN SPACE, NOBODY CAN SMEAR YOUR CREAM