“Please Don’t Rhyme Jesus With Fetus,” — My APUSH Teacher.

Live drawing rendition of me parking at school

My other car is a rainbow trout

“You smell like old bovine juice and an expired wyvern fetus.”

“Oh a lizard skittered across my toe.”

“Isn’t that the one music artist?”

I feel like it would be funny to find out if a RainWing was colorblind because they misinterpreted color matching their buddy.

“Oh look, a fourth year boogying the stress away.”

“Man, that is my goal: Be so pathetic and miserable looking I deep fry someone’s brain.”

“????? No??????”

“!!!!!!!!! Yes!!!!!!!!!!”

“NO.”

“I got the miserable part, I’m already halfway there.”

“NO, DON’T DEEP FRY MY BRAIN??? No because I don’t see any lifeform with enough empathy in your far vicinity to have their brain deep fried so I’m assuming I’m the target. I’M TELLING JR.”

“JR WOULD WANT TO DEEP FRY YOUR BRAIN, TOO.”

“????Bet.”

“BET????”

tricking or treating?

You get:

A greater ani!

“The human urge to simply skrrt skrrt.”

God I am already SO FAR BEHIND this year because of college tours, but hey, might as well give some days a shot, no matter how…. Rudimentary the sketches are 😅 So! Here come some Carstober sketches! Starting with Ghost Driver. Or, pilot, in this manner. Whilst passengers are unloading, Lyubochka pulls up beside the aircraft. She has no pilot but herself. (If ya cannot tell… I may air on the side of planes XD)

“Testing fate again and got an F.”