lookin’ for the man who shot his paw
I hang out with the wrong crowd and I’m a sucker for peer pressure.
He only got about halfway. She was frigid.
Can’t forget about this version:
dam, how unfortunate.
what a dumb bass
Looks like I may have to step up my game to keep pace with this blog.
Or just draw guys. I may go unchallenged with this strategy.
he was getting picked on
Not sure if the new format makes these jokes more or less effective. Just getting a few more spam posts in before this blog moves into a more focused direction.
Back on day shift now. I think I’m happy about it… But productivity has suffered as a results. Too many people alive at the same time.
It’s taking a disturbingly long time for me to stop this guy drawing thing as well.
Makes me a little less motivated.
Only guys and non-humans, eh?
it’s like a bad summer flu brought by sick peers on the pchat. More after the jump. (I at least put most of it into one post to minimize the duration of horror)
< excuse > Did this in a public room, so was unable to go back and polish/finish it more < / excuse >
but here, have more guys.
If nobody knows about an weaboo shmup, does that make it hipster? or just extra geeky?