You're probably thinking that it's really 'cause I suck, and you may be right. But fuck you, 'cause I'm gonna make witty comments anyway, and they will make you laugh like how you used to laugh, and then you will see that yes, these drawings actually do suck!
Better luck next time drawers!
Double Kidding: You're all beautiful & I love you to death.
And now: On with the Drawings!!!!!!!!!!!!
An attic child drew this one. Ever see "Flowers in the Attic"? Like that, except with snow cones.
Left Corner Note: That's not my scanner. This drawer farted.
Mazey shards a-spiraling from a leopard limbo.
Hey Zirsch, how about this one: It's an Amandelbrot Set!
Get it? Mwa hoo hoo!
What is she holding of his? Is it his belt buckle? Or a second tie from the side? Is that a double-barrel shotgun? Who even drew this? I'm not so sure 'bout these things.
Way to go Host Holland, way to show your sensitive side after so many countless drawings of demons & prostitutes. The pixely BG has a nice smoochy effect. A broken HEAART is an open one. And a broken HAARP is a nice sunny day.
And a Cool Concept to ya too Host.
A big fat apology to the following Drawer for forgetting her name. Let's just call her "Frank". This is a neat car, with sky-tinted windows, Frank. The hood is almost personified, just like in "Cars". It can even drive through menstrual
rainbows.
Thank you Frank for educating us on the virtues of lunaception. You're a wifewolf among womyn.
This drawing warms even my cold dark heart: from the strung stars to the compass, from the flora to the human hand, from the cross-hatch to the secret message.
Very funny Ludwig. You eat my soul.
Oh, and here's the one from the beginning, now fully realized. Every Drawing was once a Doodle.
Nicole/Nikki: It's very nice of you to dedicate such a pretty scene to me. The colors make me wanna puke sunlight and crap rainbows.
Nice gestalts Jill!
Check out this cozy lil' composition. A church burning in the ocean with fish escaping outta chimney.
And this technicolor tornado.
And a slumber party at Phoneix's house.
EDO.
The Recycling Tree made from recycled paper.
Jesse is an inventor. He invented the REM alarm clock and a mystik cooking jelly that prevents food from sticking to pots & pans. Now he gives us the Kangaroo high-top with pouch pumps. How do they differ from your garden variety pump? How about mad marsupial ups for one thing?
Even joeys can dunk!
This braided b-ball hoop with spatula "curtosy" and rat-wheeled mobility is the perfect home court for trying out your new Kangaroo kicks.
Jesse is also abstract. He's also my brotha.
Look at the high-heelies he invented. The popular kids' shoes, now for classy ladies. And who knew footballs looked so good with Mexican moustaches.
Here's a Ludwig inspired piece (They sat together). Some tunnels and the flushing train. And a blockhead butthead. There appears to be some species of crab at the bottom.
A couple of local Homies chillin' under hovering mashed potatos.
A 4-fingered handstand, drawn by me, the Internet.
I can't remember who drew this. I wanna say Schmelaura, but there is a very sexy Host Holland-like signature running up the side. Suffice it to say it's sexxxy.
It must be you Host.
Ok, this is definitely you Laura. I recognize your pathology at a shot put's toss away. You draw like a cracked-out fashion designer!
Ludwig pulls out all the stops.
Ludwig can't stop giving.
Is Ludwig exhibiting tonight?
Ludwig is eternal.
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