Shit I owe you guys so many drawings. What is this Internet obligation I just created for myself? Here’s some crapfuck from last month’s sketchbook. Actually it’s been more like every fifteen days I finish one. Or less. Let me take our time out of the day to prove something to you. On to the next. Brothers and sisters, enjoy:

Tim and Eric – Roger of the Month Mar 2010 – Outro Video from Roger Skateboards on Vimeo.

First it is important to point out that this is not the same Tim and Eric on Adult Swim, or whatever show they’re on. This is Tim and Eric. Simply. GETTING SPONSORED?!?! FREE MERCH!?! vs. HAVING FUN!!! All we’ve ever wanted. I think the song is “Together in Electric Dreams” by Human League, you know, if yer interested.

HAVE A GOOD WEEKEND!

For a week. By the time I’m back I’ll be twenty years physically. Fuck.

Get the fuck.

Oh!

And HunterMadeIt has a Facebook now so now we are friends a little more:

WITH ALL OF MY GUTS AND ALL OF MY BRAVERY!

Dinosaur breaks-and-enters, dinosaur takes a nap.

EVERY DAY I WISH I COULD DO THIS FOREVER
EVERY DAY I WISH I COULD DO THIS FOREVER
EVERY DAY I WISH I COULD DO THIS FOREVER
EVERY DAY I WISH I COULD DO THIS FOREVER
EVERY DAY I WISH I COULD DO THIS FOREVER
EVERY DAY I WISH I COULD DO THIS FOREVER
EVERY DAY I WISH I COULD DO THIS FOREVER
EVERY DAY I WISH I COULD DO THIS FOREVER

Just got done eating a red pear while watching a lightning-styled storm. Summer dayz yawl. Tryna holla at my penpals! Way ya at!

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You look great
With that
Standardized
Test

Three hundred twenty five tree forts, four tree forts, eight million tree forts, forty six tree forts, seven thousand tree forts, ninety two billion tree forts, fifty eight tree forts, one tree fort. Our.

Today is the beginning of my last month ever of being a teenager. I’m evolving into Level 20 you guys. Fuck. Age doesn’t matter but everyone’s well-being does. SO HAVE AN ICE DAY THANKYOUSUHMUCH! SO MUCH!

T T T T T TROUBLE

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YOU HAD IT
YOU FUCKING HAD IT
YOU HAD IT
YOU HAD IT

Just sniffin’ out the breeze yawl…

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Never
Stop
Playing

I haven’t painted in months. I painted this. Four feet by three feet. I still hate painting.

AWESOME DETAIL SHOT (OF THE VIRGIN MARY).

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Quietly
Surely
Quietly

NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW

Remember that book I made a handful of updates back? Now there are things in it. Things I never told you.

Click here to read “Things I Never Told You”! It’s under “Select Works” as well.

London-based “SOMENEWPLACE” interviewed me for their blog. Perhaps you would like to read what I have to say about things I make. If that is the case, do take a look at the interview here.

Django is a good soul. Avalon-Django Reinhardt:

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I thought
You were
Rude
You thought
You were
Frank

Get the fuck up wake the fuck up you stupid fuck get the fuck out of bed.

We have to be very strong, if we want to do something very wrong…
A Certain Romance in Kowloon Tong-My Little Airport:

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So tell me
What is your fascination
With
Standing around
Waiting