March 30, 2009

  • Wait, Why am I Here?

     

        Well, it started one day at work while wondering what I would say to a man that came in in a wheel chair with both of his legs amputated (I’m a manager at a shoe store, it gets boring).  But from there, it only exploded into a violent, racist, stereotypical, hate machine of fun that I just had to post.

        Please excuse the crappy art quality:

     part1
    part2

     

        Until next time, good luck with life. 

     

    ps.  As I think of more, I will make them.

     

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