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I was about to do a bad art Saturday yesterday, but then I realized you guys would probably give me all kinds of terrible Christmas prompts, so I changed my mind. I'm not sure if I'd have even been able to do it ironically (I'd probably just have my cartoony go to grumps Kimi and Daniil ruin everyone's attempts at anything fun).
There are three kinds of cap people:
People who tuck their ears underneath their cap
People who don't tuck their ears underneath their cap
People who don't have to decide what to do with their ears because their head is too big
*picks up Spanish dictionary*
... Huh, this sounds a bit Italian. *turns book around and looks at front page*
... Huh, my Spanish dictionary is actually in Italian. That explains why my Spanish is so bad.
Sometimes I find things I've drawn I wish I hadn't drawn.
The fact that the accident is on the frontpage of Swedish newspapers wrecks me. They usually don't care about F1.
The worst thing is I see you guys tagging it all as art and that is just wrong.
Fictional person inquiring about my day: What have you done today?
Me: Oh, not much, just blogging.
Fictional person inquiring about my day: Oh, so like, those angry feminist rants about gender equality and how the patriarchy is ruining the lives of millions of men and women like you you usually do?
Me: *glances at drawing of Fernando's grape underwear* ... Yeah, something like that.
Fernando with his grapes.
Grape underwear.
