uhm time for sally to go to bed.

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Just doodling :D
I hate Lascaux 8D

please subtract maybe 12 minutes from the timer
for the time I was busy headdesking :>

a crap doodle. :P I needed to draw a christmas thing.

i will put it on an xmas card.

UH-OH, IMPLIED NUDITY! COVER YOUR EYES, KIDDIES!
This is about the most explicit picture in my entire gallery rofl D:

Anywhos, went ahead and doodled this because I'll just forget if I don't do it now C: WOOHOO SCREWY ANATOMY
HAPPY BIRTHDAY JESUS <3

The only thing I can draw lately are trees.

A Star!!

Okay.I know the sketch doesnt look ll hat good and its small in size but i hope ill be anle to touch it up when i "Ink" it.so you can leave i nasty comment ifyou want...but i woul prefer you didnt.and i know someone has alread posted a picture with this peice of work but i really really wanted to do it.

P.s. I only took five minuted on the sketch..is that bad?

Well I woke up Sunday morning
With no way to hold my head that didn't hurt
And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad,
So I had one more for dessert
Then I fumbled in my closet through my clothes
And found my cleanest dirty shirt
Then I washed my face and combed my hair
And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day

I'd smoked my mind the night before
With cigarettes and the songs I'd been pickin'
But I lit my first and watched a small kid
Playin' with a can that he was kicking
Then I walked across the street
And caught the Sunday smell of someone's fryin' chicken
And it took me back to somethin'
That I'd lost somewhere, somehow along the way.

On a Sunday morning sidewalk
I'm wishing Lord that I was stoned
'Cause there's something in a Sunday
That makes a body feel alone
And there's nothin' short of dyin'
That's half as lonesome as the sound
Of a sleepin' city sidewalk
And Sunday mornin' comin' down

In the park I saw a daddy
With a laughin' little girl who he was swingin'
And I stopped beside a Sunday school
And listened to the songs they were singin'
Then I headed down the street
And somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin'
And it echoed through the canyon
Like the disappearing dreams of yesterday

On a Sunday morning sidewalk
I'm wishing Lord that I was stoned
'Cause there's something in a Sunday
That makes a body feel alone
And there's nothin' short of dyin'
That's half as lonesome as the sound
Of a sleepin' city sidewalk
And Sunday mornin' comin' down

Who wants to do the monster? Anyone?

She needs a cuddly monster pet.

Think her left arms a little off. Ya think?