Text from one of my favorite IRC conversations ever. I like to use it whenever I’m fiddling with a new doodling style. No, I don’t know why the internet is personified as an annoying floating skull in this crap. It’s just the way I imagine the thing. Probably an unconscious holdover from the early days of people being assholes in chatrooms:

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The ever-loving blue-eyed Aesir did some Circle of Jerks fanart. I don’t know what’s worse: that he chose Inside Out Girl and Derby From The Deep as subjects, that it turned out pretty good, or that they’re actually horrifically arousing.

I don’t really know what to say. Except maybe to ask for one of them kissing.

Manfly, Manfly.
Lives about a day and dies.
Struts around like he’s a stud.
Has hemolymph instead of blood.

Manfly, Manfly.
Lives in shit, has compound eyes.
Vomits on food to eat it up.
I wrote this song on a dixie cup.