BRET + CHRIS ARTSPAM
Hello, Creative. How are you all doing? It seems that in the past 24 hours, Madam Bret and myself had produced Quite A Number Of Drawings That We have Done.
Perhaps you would like to see them?
Well, let's get my crummy pictures of the way first.
Jake is either happy beyond description, or afraid for his very life.
They are the best of friends.
The worst part is, this is just about as tactful as what Bronson actually did in the game.
God, Bronson, you don't have to rub it in like that, I mean he was there.
He was there, too, Bronson, sheesh.
Oh did I forget to mention that I missed doing anything for SBG on Mother's Day this year? Yeah. Happy Belated.
Every waking hour of his life, this is what Kyle Hyde fears most.
But let's end on a happy note. (Note: This picture could be replicated with any two faculty members with no noticeable change in meaning or expressions)
Herein begins the artwork of Bret McBretterson
Such an admixture of joy and terror.
Man, Bulba has really been hitting the gym with Max lately. Spoilers: Two seconds later there wasn't any candy anymore.
Oh what a brave new world, with such facial accents in it.
Sweet, delicious cake, fattening other people's bodies.
Tony's been working out just for you, Jeff. Just for you.
Lash has got some Uxie on her face.
Blacky makes a wish for the death that she has been promised, but is perpetually denied.
Raiden's about to get his face beat in, workouts with Max or no.
When you put it that way, maybe she's not quite ready for it yet.
When you put it that way, maybe he's not quite ready for it yet.
Alternate Text: "PIPE WRENCHES PIPE WRENCHES EVERYWHERE"
In the Past, the Future's looking bright thanks to BIG BOSS.
INSIDE JOKES INSIDE JOKES EVERYWHERE
It's the one pairing TO RULE THEM ALL.
EDIT: "Hey you two guys are douchebags you didn't do any of my characters but there were like SEVEN OF MAX and I hate you forever" -- IF THIS IS YOU. AND BETWEEN THE TWO POSTS AND BOTH OF US WE DIDN'T DO ANY OF YOUR CHARACTERS. AND IF YOU WANT SOMETHING. MAYBE YOU CAN MENTION IT. I AM CERTAIN ONE OR THE OTHER OF US. COULD PRODUCE. SOMETHING. (BRET IF YOU DON'T AGREE TO THIS I WILL JUST. DO THEM. ON MY OWN.)
Perhaps you would like to see them?
Well, let's get my crummy pictures of the way first.
Jake is either happy beyond description, or afraid for his very life.
They are the best of friends.
The worst part is, this is just about as tactful as what Bronson actually did in the game.
God, Bronson, you don't have to rub it in like that, I mean he was there.
He was there, too, Bronson, sheesh.
Oh did I forget to mention that I missed doing anything for SBG on Mother's Day this year? Yeah. Happy Belated.
Every waking hour of his life, this is what Kyle Hyde fears most.
But let's end on a happy note. (Note: This picture could be replicated with any two faculty members with no noticeable change in meaning or expressions)
Herein begins the artwork of Bret McBretterson
Such an admixture of joy and terror.
Man, Bulba has really been hitting the gym with Max lately. Spoilers: Two seconds later there wasn't any candy anymore.
Oh what a brave new world, with such facial accents in it.
Sweet, delicious cake, fattening other people's bodies.
Tony's been working out just for you, Jeff. Just for you.
Lash has got some Uxie on her face.
Blacky makes a wish for the death that she has been promised, but is perpetually denied.
Raiden's about to get his face beat in, workouts with Max or no.
When you put it that way, maybe she's not quite ready for it yet.
When you put it that way, maybe he's not quite ready for it yet.
Alternate Text: "PIPE WRENCHES PIPE WRENCHES EVERYWHERE"
In the Past, the Future's looking bright thanks to BIG BOSS.
INSIDE JOKES INSIDE JOKES EVERYWHERE
It's the one pairing TO RULE THEM ALL.
EDIT: "Hey you two guys are douchebags you didn't do any of my characters but there were like SEVEN OF MAX and I hate you forever" -- IF THIS IS YOU. AND BETWEEN THE TWO POSTS AND BOTH OF US WE DIDN'T DO ANY OF YOUR CHARACTERS. AND IF YOU WANT SOMETHING. MAYBE YOU CAN MENTION IT. I AM CERTAIN ONE OR THE OTHER OF US. COULD PRODUCE. SOMETHING. (BRET IF YOU DON'T AGREE TO THIS I WILL JUST. DO THEM. ON MY OWN.)