Tag Archives: pokemon

whimsi gangbang

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whimsicott (elf ver)

now with more pubes

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gardevoir matome

big post coming through

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Some couples don’t go to the gym together

Because not all relationships work out.

Sort of back at it on the furchins.

I’m rather fond of white boards

they’re quite remarkable

continuing with the /h/ requests:

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the secret of mega evolution

So apparently people really wanted this in color, so here it is, after forgetting about it multiple times.


Hitler probably had a hard time writing speeches

He was literally a grammar nazi

A day in the life of me after work:

1. Decide it’s a good day to not be fat
I was about ready to give up in the middle of a set when some K-On random’d on my playlist. All I could think was Mugi whispering in my ear, “we’re gonna make it, brah.” And I finished my set screaming “LIGHT WEIGHT, BABY”.

Next week I go full tea time and move some serious iron.

2. Watch Twitch Plays Pokemon
I haven’t kept up, but Dux is gone. I had assumed he was finally tired of our shit, but we set him free.
We still have bird jesus, so all is not lost.
Twitch Red is surprisingly close to the same level of retardation as Ash Ketchum.

saw an autistic kid drop something today

the conversation.

The pokemon requests this year were weird:

Always a few Aria requests too:

difference between New Years and a loli

Only one gets better after the twenty first.

I’m not sure what to think of 2013. I didn’t improve much and I don’t think I came out better at the end. But accomplishments? Yea, I think we did fine on that.

Medical Whiskey had a big turnout at Anime Expo, and smaller meetups at Sakuracon in Seattle and Anime Rev in Vancouver. We had late nights, we had alcohol, we had pizza, we had a Wii. We even had real 3D girls in our room. Maybe even beta’d our way into a hug. While they were drunk. I like to think we had fun.

Personally, I managed to not get caught drawing porn at work. I (sort of) finished an ero-manga. I tabled at Cons. I drew over 100 Christmas cards. I drew even more waifus. I met some people from the internet that didn’t hate me. I even maybe held a girl’s hand. Handshakes count, right? I could totally tell she was into me because she ran away and never spoke to me again. Tsunderes are real.

And so I’m fine starting here again. Scribbling deliveries for 4chan.

Maybe they’ll even call me messy-kun again. Those faggots.