Do you have trouble talking to girls? Drink too much? Do you constantly put yourself down as a defense mechanism to stop people from caring about you? Well, worry not my dear snort-bag for you are among friends. Please, put your tired hooves up, pour yourself a hot cup of tea or a frosty mug of hate, scrape the excess dander and food crusties from your bourbon stained maw and enjoy the windily diction of our house speaker/ artist/ actor. The man internetularly known as Swabbobbler!

Thursday, April 7, 2011

"Ima real bad momma, Ima real bad man"


...The mongrel at work.
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"I guess I DID know something I didn't"

Here are some overdue photos of my current project. Some are complete others are in process. I am currently on-track to have c.a. 10 oil paintings done and c.a. 20 water colors done by the end of april. I plan on writing another mellow-dramatic and self-deprecating entry complete with run-on sentences and overly-used hyphens as soon as I compile enough bad ju-ju. Thanks to everyone for your help thus far, see you soon!




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