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You mean to tell me my mom could’ve been okay all this time?

Seriously…this guy used to be better than this. I didnt have the heart to reply :/

I dont care. It had its good run, now it’s spreading like a bad cancer. Damn thing needs to die already

And I survived the term too.

The other day I went into a Starbucks and the lady at the other end asked me if I wanted a medium or large drink. I found it funny and sad that I stopped for a second to over-think my answer to this. this would’ve been such a normal thing to say some ten years ago, when the whole “Grande or Venti” lingo from Starbucks wasn’t, for a lack of a better term, mainstream.

I’m usually pretty good at keeping things to myself. Other times this happens. When I fail, I fail gloriously.

BTW, the awesome font was made by Starchy Sketches, cause my hand writing is horrible beyond belief and hers isnt

I like to find humor on my life’s failures, and I want to share that with other people, so we can laugh about me together.

So glad I brought those douchebag mirror aviator sunglasses. They come in handy for so many jokes.

I really should try to chance this horrible habit.

30 day drawing challenge

day 4: Favorite place

That shitty bar. Good times. Bad times. Hard times.

“Oh, you hate your job? Why didn’t you say so? There’s a support group for that. It’s called EVERYBODY, and they meet at a bar.”
— George Carlin

30 Day Drawing Challenge
Day One: Yourself

Sure, why not, lets give it a shot, is not like I’m gonna spend 3 hours on each one anyway right? right??

The device has been invented. (See previews comic strip. A sequel?! WHAAAAAAAA—-!?)

I didnt make up the quotes, the internet made them for me. Spelling and everything.

EDIT: Re-submitted, had a typo that was bothering me the whole morning. Sooorry!

For the record, this shit really happened. I should look like hell more often.

I do in fact walk around with douchey mirror-aviator sun glasses. Like a douche.