It's sort of a "The Computer Wore Tennis Shoes" meets "The Shaggy D.A." thing.
So what is it?
Today was not fun and the fat fucker behind me smells like a rancid monkey.
Oringinal post: http://mbarrick.livejournal.com/732556.html
As you already know from the previous illustrations, 80% of the magic happens in Photoshop...
