'Cause that cartoon has got the boom anime babes that make me think the wrong thing

Mr M: Grandpa, could you, like, go turn on the TV so I can watch cartoons downstairs?

Grandpa: I don't know if your dad wants you to watch cartoons. Better go ask him.

Mr M: Dad, do you care if I watch cartoons?

Me: Go for it.

Grandpa (who apparently didn't want to go downstairs): Shit. Bastard.

Mr M: I am definitely not one of those.

There is blood on our hands again

I've mentioned on here before about how I can be a heartless bastard. If you don't believe me, one of the deeds I performed in order to complete my Halloween costume should prove it.

I killed a teddy bear.

I didn't go for an easy painless death either. I cut its head right off. That's right, I'm going to Hell for sure.



Take a closer look at its headless corpse (which is still in my room):



One of my friends told me that I have cotton on my hands.

I kind of feel like the terrorists that attacked Imagination Land *.





*(watch until there are 9 minutes left if you don't know what I'm talking about.)

Accidentally in love

There are two things I don't understand about this ad. First, why is Donkey smiling? I didn't think he was gay. Also, I don't recall there being anything in the first two movies about him being a junkie, so his involvement here puzzles me.

Second, why is Shrek smiling? You'd think that Donkey's hooves pulling on your genitalia would hurt, not feel good. It only makes sense if Shrek's a masochist.

Happy Tree Friends

So I've got a rather long post about my trip to Oregon, but I can't put it up yet because there's something wrong with the site and it won't post my pictures to go along with it. Here's something to keep you entertained in the meantime. My favorite so far is the one with the moose and the axe.

Keepin' it real (sorta')

This post is for my friend flieswithoutwings. He and I used to draw little cartoons and stuff in our notes when class would get too boring. I just wanted to show him how little things have changed since then. I came across these as I was cleaning off my desk. They're from a symposium I attended a few months ago.

Someone gave a talk in which they referred to the 'beefier' composite flowers. I'm assuming they get that way by eating their spinach (hence the can). It was an interesting choice of words since I tend to think of beef as, um, well, meat.A friend of mine studies mosses. He talked about skewed sex ratios in desert mosses, and we all know how susceptible desert ecosystems are to the actions of humans. I'm sure the female mosses would be quite upset by this depiction.
I don't really know why I drew these next two. It certainly wasn't related to any of the talks. I must have just had Thanksgiving on my mind or something.

Abraham Simpson

"My story begins back in 19 dickity two. We had to say dickity back then because the Kaiser had stolen our word 20. I chased that rascal to get it back, but gave up after dickity 6 miles."

Ah, cartoons!

I kind of wanted to post something cool tonight, but can't really think of anything. I think I'm going to go watch some episodes of Futurama instead. I borrowed the first season from a really hot girl, and had forgotten how funny that show was.

Anyone that has a problem with this lame post can "bite my shiny metal ass."