Filler material is good for you.

Something to fill up the empty space. No real comics though. No one will get this apart from me. ><
Real comics are in production… sorta. By 'in production' I mean lying on my messy as fuck bedroom floor. Loads of shit everywhere. A Grue could be hiding in there.

Its 12:23 and I've got a bio exam in about nine hours. "Shit, man, what the fuck are you doing drawing shit, go fucking study sleep!” I hear you say. (I can hear you say this because I have the listening skills of a ninja.) Well you see, we’re doing evolution and it turns out that evolution is really, goddamned boring. It could fight one of your granddaddy’s stories about being in the army and it’d win. (Probably because evolution is older than your granddad. Which should be the case, unless your dad’s like a Homo erectus or something…)

Time to go to bed~

EDIT: Oh, and I’m perfectly aware Fred is married, thnx. The picture he drew for that was super cute x)

So, you wanted to know?

Yes, I totally did just misspell those words. On purpose, even.
Uploads are a bit late coz I’m pretty fucking lazy. Sorry. =\

I had this dream, where I had a folding acoustic guitar. : D IT WAS SO COOOOL.
And I rocked out for ages till I woke up again. This was also the same dream in which I found a keytar in my garage. (I rocked out with that as well. It made synth noises. Beep boop do bop.)
I want one for real (the guitar, that is), but then that would just be life mimicking Guitar Hero guitars. Where you can take the neck off and stash it next to the guitar body.

What the Owl thinks of this site.

This isn’t exclusively a webcomic or blog or whatever. So like. Yeah. I’ll write what I want and draw what I want. So like. Yeah. Shave your back, man. That fur gives me chills.