A high five was easier to draw than a hug.
Also, I finally filled up this damn journal. It only took me 759 days.
Oh, and Vicki got flowers.
Today I received and email from Tumblr saying that today is this blog’s 2nd birthday. I didn’t even know this was still a blog.
This is what would happen if Vicki actually got flowers.
Bob disrespects a mug.
I really did make Vicki a real life tribearatops. Click here to see the horror.
PHIL IN THE BLANK
That ain’t no fish.
LEAVES OF GRASS
Walt Whitman would not be amused.
Edit: Vicki didn’t “get” this one, so once again she didn’t “get” no flowers. The leaves are the children of the grass, thus, they are leaves OF grass.
Everyday things are gettin’ closer,
goin’ faster than a roller coaster.
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