Man, so you want to know what happens when good ideas go bad? You're looking at it. Sonuvabitch had me by the throat, and I was like "Why are you hurting me!?" to which it replied, "Because I'm the bastard son of a whore and a pimp!" At first I was sort of glad, because I often like to think of myself as one who be "pimpin" but I quickly learned this a pimp of a different meaning.
I fought back with my pressure sensitive stylus I've dubbed, Sir Draws-A-Lot (because I'm nothing if not original), but the beast dodged my every thrust. I stepped back and began to ready myself for another advance, but it was in that single moment that the beast struck, crippling my drawing arm, and penetrating my creativity with its bicuspid of failure.
Rendered weak, and unable to continue, I dropped to my knees and surrendered to its will. As I finished bucket filling the last of the empty spaces in the line art, the beast then said in a mocking growl, "Now give me Color Halftone so that all may bear witness to your half-assed shame!" And so I did...and so it has become...forever a symbol of my ever growing artistic shame.
Enjoy!
The Macho Man may have passed away, but the MADNESS lives on in the hearts and minds of the little Savage's left behind.
Eh, this is old. Drew this back in April. I got new stuff, but I can't post it. Something about crazy electronic midgai wanting to climb into my brain through the electronic pulses sent thru my fingertips via my keyboard. It's all very weird and strange. I don't know what to do about it other than just ignore it...because we all know that ignoring a problem is the best way to overcome it. 
Man, so you want to know what happens when good ideas go bad? You're looking at it. Sonuvabitch had me by the throat, and I was like "Why are you hurting me!?" to which it replied, "Because I'm the bastard son of a whore and a pimp!" At first I was sort of glad, because I often like to think of myself as one who be "pimpin" but I quickly learned this a pimp of a different meaning.
...y'know, because he's so damn old? What? No? Whatever.
Yesterday was Friday the 13th, and I thought it would be cool to do a little drawing in honor of the special day. Of course, the only thing that would make sense to draw on a day like today would be Jason Voorhees! However, I wanted to be different from the rest of the folks who would be throwing down lines today...so I opted to draw up little Jason Voorhees...before he went and got all murderousy!