Thanks to the recent activity and my cousin, my drawing juices have started up again. It's all ooozzing everywhere. :9
Everytime I make a post here I get nnnnnnervous and I start gnashing my teeth and I keep getting urges to run away from the laptop screaming and doing my idea of a jig.
There are mistakes, there are always mistakes so you'll have to deal with odd things like JAMES' ODD GLASSES among other things. AND THE WORST OF ALL BEING.
PETER MISSING. *is shot, dead.*
His drumset intimidated me. DDD':
He's back there, drumming, getting many flowers and pieces of toast and (whole) panties thrown at him though. :DDD