I'll never get tired of this.

The first thing that shows up when googling "surprise buttsechs" is something I drew. I consider that a great achievement.

You refuse to accept your natural odors, choosing to mask it with what I can only assume is the type of perfume old women normally wear.

Why is porn sold at the airport? What's the reasoning behind this?

If you build it, Beyonce will come.

This is the cutest damn thing I've ever drawn.

More flavors!

Based on a true story.

Everything before sliced bread must have been dull as hell.

You have a phone. Use it.