I made two designs from some of my sketches yesterday about Love (tm), or rather, No Love (c). Why? Because it's almost St. Valentine's day and it's tradition for me to bring people down from their lovey-dovey pedistals.
I don't celebrate it because I don't believe in loving someone more on one day than all the other days of the year. I have a boyfriend. I love him. What more does Hallmark want from me (besides my money)? And to all you guys out there, let me tell you that one rose means as much as a dozen, and little box of chocolates will make your girlfriend feel like less of a pig after eating it (and will feel less guilty for breaking her diet resolution) than if she scarfed a giant box, so please, save your money, get her something useful, and if your girlfriend bitches, you know what she's really after. Like I also say about engagement gifts; I won't accidentally lose a set of snow tires down the kitchen sink, and a diamond ring won't keep me from slipping on slushy roads. You must be logged in to leave a comment.
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Spoilt (x2) The Morning After The Communist Party Run, Scientists, Run! The Sound of Silence Marshmallow Factory Radios Fire and Ice A Salt and Battery Put The Needle On The Record Beelzebub The Beginning Secrets of Mensa Pessimist or Optimist? Clockwork Kit Scare List In Case of Zombies Now That's Dope Haikus are Easy, But... Don't Play with Matches I'm Not Afraid of the Dark Spatter in D Minor Un Cencored Gramodog It Makes Toast One Of These Days, We'll Fly Away |