It's 4 am, I'm watching Conjouring, Drawing a Fancy Dandy topless street gangster lady in ole english suspenders with my pens and inks, And it's just about to posting.
still Fixin' the last tail of the cloak. Coming soon.
what is sleeping? is it some kind of food? does it tastes like well ripped panamanian bananas or golden ripped Madagascarian Mangos?
hey, i can see a potato striping down her(I assume, i guess)peels on my desk and now it's chopping herself into a pack of french fries.