Somany toomany somany things. Somany. Sounds like a soap. Somany Moisturizing Body Soap. Or tiles. I think there actually are Somany tiles. Somany things include a sixtieth birthday (plees, let them eat cake), the usual disarray of knee-tremblers (out of the gutter, ok?) on the world news, my own dillicate constitution, boogeriffic EXAMS.
So what do I do? Naturally I draw crap. Aw, innit cute.
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Hah, I can only write interesting fiction when I have exams or deadlines looming. Fact.
(Your Hellbaby pleases me)
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