So, this is totally for
victoria_wayne in honor of our 5+ hour AIM conversations as of late. This is because of that one night that I said I'd make a comic of us. Since I don't remember what I said I'd make it be about, this is what we get.
Enjoy, dear. May all your sexy dreams come true.
Okay so yes, this is pretty bad, and I suppose the joke isn't all that funny. However, it is 5:30 am, I can't sleep, and it amuses me. And I figured she'd at least get a kick out of it. For random purposes, the song I'm singing is Fields of Athenry by Dropkick Murphys. It came on while I was drawing this and seemed like a good drinking song. Also, I'm wearing a Flogging Molly t-shirt. Why I am so painfully Irish in this drawing, I know not.
She gets the sexy tank top thingie because boobs are nice and this is my LJ. I can make you show more cartoon-boob if I want, and then totally invade your personal space as I seem to be doing here. I also have no idea what's in that glass.
Oh, and on a semi-related note?
Dear Sakura Micron-Pigma pens,
I'm sorry to inform you that you will now be replaced by plain old gel pens for inking. I would like to thank you for helping me fuck up both of our faces up there, and then most of the rest of my body. If it is any consolation to you, you will still be used for minor details and probably passed on to the boyfriend. Enjoy this life while you can, Pigmas.
Oh, and by the way? Totally had sex with your mother last night.
-Melissa.
P.S. No, I don't care that none of that made sense. Go cry, Pigma pens. Emo little bastards.