Before I ended up doing what I ended up doing I shuddered. Kinda like this...
*shudder*
I didn't need to see my darling K posing in a bra on her facebook. I really really didn't.
Then I curled up in the foetal position & cried. Kinda like this...
*adopts the foetal position & cries*
================
Ashley bent my rubber arm & got me out to the bar. We hit Fitzy's first for cheap wing night, then to Crossovers. Locals know it as the first exotic dancer club in Barrie (circa the late 80s?).
Sexy crazy babes & cool dudes can be found below! There's a tale or two from the strip club, but...
(you know what's coming)
...what happens in the ripper bar stays in the ripper bar.
OUCH! Hubba...
Ash & longtime friend (new friend to me) Shannon at Fitzy's.
Cuzzin Abe, cohort from way back, on our way out of Bendovers.
It's only appropriate that bleary-eyed me is all blurry & shit.
20080530
What Did I Do This Evening?
20080528
I Don't Like Little Butts
Today & tomorrow I'm drawing with the equivalent of a toker rolling the roaches in the ashtray. I could've sworn I had another pack of non-repro blue leads kicking around, but I'm obviously mistaken.
A close-up of the gear.
The closest I've gotten to a splash-page are these two panels that together comprise about 2/3s of page 1 of Time & Time Again, the 5-pager that 
And this is me in mock *hurry up with that vomitus receptacle cuz I, a person without a pinky finger, am about to hurl*
20080527
Curiosity...
I was walking past a home for the developmentally disabled the other day. The wall surrounding it is solid. All I could discern was a large group of residents shouting 13... 13... 13...!
The wall was too high to see over, but I saw a small hole a little below my eye level - kinda shoulder-height. I hunched a bit to see if I could get a good look at what was causing all the commotion.
Some fucker poked me in the eye with a stick. Then they all started shouting 14... 14... 14...!
