Wednesday, November 1, 2017

Day 189 Of 365 Days of Cock

 I swear this one isn't a cry for help... I started to draw this last week, then I stopped and drew some cocks doing something else, then I went on a hike, then I went to see Guided By Voices, then Halloween, then I had to work... I started drawing this the morning I found out one of my friends passed away, in the long tradition of my friends I was told she committed suicide, I don't know if this is true it doesn't even matter, what matters is she is gone and I will never again run into her when Bethany and I are out on the town hamming it up.... rewind an hour earlier and I am driving home from work concerned about another one of my friends, he is in to put it mildly a fucked up relationship. My friend is obsessed with a woman that seems to only keep him around as a safety net, now this wouldn't be alarming in it's self, a lot of people I know are in fucked up relationships, but some of the things he has shared with me is troubling. I am/was so worried about him, then I got home and heard about about my friend passing and it took my mind off of him... to clear my mind I hopped on my bike and listened to one of my favorite current events podcasts, it was more bad news. Any chance the "resistance*" has just seems fucked. As for Donald Trump any hope of him going down is by Donald Trump, not the Corporatist Democrats... the DNC has become that dream killer parent, that tells you that you are being naive if you think you can grow up being happy doing what you want to do instead of what you have to do, I get it I need a job to pay my bills, but I spend the rest of my time getting drunk and drawing cocks... the Democrats are now the "No We Can't Party", paid for state university and universal health care are laughed off. I hope you want more drone strikes & rolled eyes because that is all they are gonna give you!

 In the background of all of this our city is still recovering from the Root 91 massacre...

 The part 2 to this drawing is a, "fuck you!" to the people (mostly men) that think showing the appropriate amount of emotion for a valid thing, is "faggot shit" and for "pussies". To feel is human and if you don't you are inhuman. The truth is I suspect these people do feel, they just don't have the "**balls" to express it.

*resistance = D.N.C. jerk offs!

**get a fucking vasectomy you don't need any more kids. For the record my friend Wayne says you can't tell the difference in the flavor of vasectomy and non vasectomy cum, the more you know!

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