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This is cracking me up, but what I find really amusing about this is that when I was a kid (more like 12/13 than the age of this fictional Joey), I used to say this kind of thing to my friends to freak them out. They could never figure out if I was joking. Sometimes neither could I. Best bit is, my name is actually Joey. Funny old world isn't it?
Also, somebody already said this, but you should totally start a website, you've got about the same artistic skill displayed as in cyanide and happiness, so I wouldn't worry about that, and part of the point is that they're crappy anyway (you might be a good MSpaint artist when not trying to be fail, who knows?), but yeah, DO IT! then tell us the URL.
EDIT: just out of curiosity, do you have any children?
Also, somebody already said this, but you should totally start a website, you've got about the same artistic skill displayed as in cyanide and happiness, so I wouldn't worry about that, and part of the point is that they're crappy anyway (you might be a good MSpaint artist when not trying to be fail, who knows?), but yeah, DO IT! then tell us the URL.
EDIT: just out of curiosity, do you have any children?
wow. Those are great. Oh man, that creeped me out but also made me laugh out loud. I would love to see the look on some kid named bradlee's face if he got these. Oh yeah...
I think the reactions of other posters are the funniest part!
Ah, what a creepy child. Wittily drawn, though, so good job!
Ah, what a creepy child. Wittily drawn, though, so good job!
Is it scarier to think that I know a kid who does stuff like this?
In her first year she wrote a 'murder mystery', heavy emphasis on murder over solving anything, in rather gruesome detail. For the weekly main assembly. Her teacher was so disturbed that she asked her parents to help her seek help of some kind.
She never did realise that she had been reading her older brothers stories (a good friend from my class at the time) by 'accident'. How impressionable children are eh?
In her first year she wrote a 'murder mystery', heavy emphasis on murder over solving anything, in rather gruesome detail. For the weekly main assembly. Her teacher was so disturbed that she asked her parents to help her seek help of some kind.
She never did realise that she had been reading her older brothers stories (a good friend from my class at the time) by 'accident'. How impressionable children are eh?