Would you like to refresh your memory about my Inappropriate Comix while I finish my latest?
Here are 4 of the 31:
Here's a link to the rest, if you're sick enough of a fuck to want to see them all.
Love,
b
New new new
Apr. 22nd, 2010 10:37 amHEY! I MADE YOU A "ART"!
Links to the things mention in the comic are located beneath the, uh...the comic.
Trust me, my pimp limp is very rarely this bad anymore. This was shot shortly after it started, when it was really forceful.
And here's the link to the voice post I made while having a really horrific night. If you listen you for it you can occasionally hear me hitting the back of head. :(
Smooches,
benjamin
Tags:
When in doubt, poop jokes.
Jan. 25th, 2010 01:20 pm
There are fourteen of these now.
Shut up.
Did you ever see a promise of artistic value from me?
Didn't think so.
Love,
b
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Jan. 31st, 2008 12:07 pmIn response to This Morning's Post about her, Lovely Wife Sara had the following to say:
"Ugh. That picture is horrible. I look like a crazy caged animal who has given up on life. I am the poster child for zoo animals. Oh well. I guess we all have a calling and this happens to be mine. I just need to stop before I start throwing poop and gnawing on my own flesh."
Do you see?
Do you see why I love her more than cheese?
b
"Ugh. That picture is horrible. I look like a crazy caged animal who has given up on life. I am the poster child for zoo animals. Oh well. I guess we all have a calling and this happens to be mine. I just need to stop before I start throwing poop and gnawing on my own flesh."
Do you see?
Do you see why I love her more than cheese?
b
(no subject)
Jan. 12th, 2008 10:26 amDear Korea,
We enjoyed your Poop Game.
It really was delightful.
Now I discover that you have a Fart At The Bus Stop Without the Salaryman Next To You Hearing It game.
The SBD Gauge really made it for me.
Thanks.
No, really; thank you.
Love,
benjamin
We enjoyed your Poop Game.
It really was delightful.
Now I discover that you have a Fart At The Bus Stop Without the Salaryman Next To You Hearing It game.
The SBD Gauge really made it for me.
Thanks.
No, really; thank you.
Love,
benjamin
(no subject)
Oct. 21st, 2007 10:17 pmWhat the hell is that on my laptop, you ask?
Well,![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
eyeslikesugar--being the total awesome--remembered that I mentioned these a while ago...so she sent me one. And here's why it's made in the first place.
I lurrrrrve you, girl.
b
Well,
eyeslikesugar--being the total awesome--remembered that I mentioned these a while ago...so she sent me one. And here's why it's made in the first place.I lurrrrrve you, girl.
b
It's fun to stay at the F.W.M.A.!
May. 11th, 2006 05:01 pmAre you ready, kids? 'cause I think it's that time again.
I need you to do something for me.
FUCK WITH MY ART!
If you need more info, click on the giant words above to see what people have done in the past.
Do what you will with it. Turn it into poetry, or prose, or a page of a comic, or write a song about it, or print it and wipe your booty with it, or do an oil painting, or whatever you want. You can rewrite it, continue it, write a prequel to it, or just use one tiny bit of it to make something else.
I just want to see what you all do with this brief story.
Permission granted to twist, bend, and break it wherever you feel like, as well as post it in your own LJ.
If you turn something out from it that might actually make money, I'll split copyright on that piece with you 50/50.
The odds of that happening are about the odds of me suddenly no longer enjoying Godzilla.
This piece is decidedly different from the others I've provided, so make it good, kids.
And now...
benjamin
NOW GO TO TOWN!
I need you to do something for me.
FUCK WITH MY ART!
If you need more info, click on the giant words above to see what people have done in the past.
Do what you will with it. Turn it into poetry, or prose, or a page of a comic, or write a song about it, or print it and wipe your booty with it, or do an oil painting, or whatever you want. You can rewrite it, continue it, write a prequel to it, or just use one tiny bit of it to make something else.
I just want to see what you all do with this brief story.
Permission granted to twist, bend, and break it wherever you feel like, as well as post it in your own LJ.
If you turn something out from it that might actually make money, I'll split copyright on that piece with you 50/50.
The odds of that happening are about the odds of me suddenly no longer enjoying Godzilla.
This piece is decidedly different from the others I've provided, so make it good, kids.
And now...
benjamin
NOW GO TO TOWN!
(no subject)
May. 9th, 2006 04:58 pmSweet Jesus, the time-travel/poop story is really running away with itself. It was supposed to be about a page, maximum, but I've already written over that much and haven't even gotten to the poop.
*sigh*
It'll probably get posted in the morning, if I finish it tonight, as we're off to see a movie with Friend Rob, complete with dessert afterwards.
First Draft Preview?
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b
*sigh*
It'll probably get posted in the morning, if I finish it tonight, as we're off to see a movie with Friend Rob, complete with dessert afterwards.
First Draft Preview?
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When all was said and done, every imaginable scientific theory about time travel ended up amounting to approximately 1 (one) hill of beans. After all, if we're going to punch a hole in reality and disregard all “laws” of physics, then the way it’s done and the resulting effects can scarcely be expected to do a damn thing they’re told.
Even the “inventor” of time travel—who to this day wishes to remain anonymous— said, in his Newsweek article entitled “I Had No Idea What I Was Doing,” that there was absolutely no explanation for what he had done, nor did he ever expect there to be. The side effects, he went on, would hopefully baffle mankind forever, as he personally had no wish to know “why the hell all this crazy stuff happens.”------------------
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