Ladies and gentles, this is truly an auspicious occasion. This is the first time I’ve ever drawn a picture of a teenager in a Japanese schoolgirl outfit.
I feel like some kind of dreadful Rubicon has just been crossed…
You know, ever since I adopted a cat, I’ve noticed a lot of people sharing their favorite cat-related memes with me.
Well, guess what?
They’re still not funny.
Forget about puns. Cat jokes are the lowest form of humor.
Um, I mean, “Yaaah! Hah! Waaagh!”
I always find priests and religious figures to be fascinating in fiction and literature. They often face powerful, troubling questions about faith and hope that mirror what I imagine a lot of religious people face in their day-to-day lives. It’s especially fascinating to see Christian figures in stories from countries that are largely non-Christian, like this guy from a space-western cartoon, who always lugs around a cross-shaped parcel.
Spoiler alert: it’s a big ol’ gun.
When I was in sixth grade, my teacher had a dream, and in that dream each of her students was a different Muppet.
I was Sam the Eagle.
Even at twelve years old, I knew to be offended.
On a completely unrelated note, I really want ice cream right now.
Guys, whoever designed Spider-Man’s costume was bananas.
Why should fan art ever have to look exactly like the original design? Part of the fun is putting your own unique spin on things, isn’t it?
Or am I just trying to justify why my Stitch looks so much like a koala?