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Today, I learned how to repair fences. Wow. I'm a
man now. It's like a ghetto Barmitzvah. But with 100% less Jew, and
100% less money management skills. Now I can get circumsized! So, in
commemoration of this great, joyous event, I have prepared my second
piece of pixel art.
Quaint, eh?
So, it's exactly 12:30, and I've got to attempt to sleep. I don't think it will be easy. I close my eyes and see pixels. It's scary. Like, I'm starting to see everything all pixely and stuff, wondering "how could I make that in pixel art". That and thinking about this song I'm working on, based around a mathematical equation. What? Math = Music? In this case, very much so. It's going to be fucking schweet. Absolutely inaccessible, but awesome.
Oh, and since I know you were wondering, it's okay, I'm really circumsized, my pene is clean cut, I lack the hood, it doesn't have it's protective layer, the force field was turned off, the sweet icing is gone, no skins of foreness over here, nothing but quick and easy access in these pants.
-Boy without force field
Quaint, eh?
So, it's exactly 12:30, and I've got to attempt to sleep. I don't think it will be easy. I close my eyes and see pixels. It's scary. Like, I'm starting to see everything all pixely and stuff, wondering "how could I make that in pixel art". That and thinking about this song I'm working on, based around a mathematical equation. What? Math = Music? In this case, very much so. It's going to be fucking schweet. Absolutely inaccessible, but awesome.
Oh, and since I know you were wondering, it's okay, I'm really circumsized, my pene is clean cut, I lack the hood, it doesn't have it's protective layer, the force field was turned off, the sweet icing is gone, no skins of foreness over here, nothing but quick and easy access in these pants.
-Boy without force field