I suppose mine warrants some explanation and it does have a story behind it.
So, I used to belong to another online community, which has sadly burnt out by now. There was one particular off-topic thread where somehow the movie Bambi got brought up. I forget how the discussion got there, maybe the thread was about Disney movies or something, I dunno. Anyway, one girl was just going on and on in a big wall-'o-text post about how Bambi had this great environmental message and how it was one of the first movies to explore Humanity's horrible, horrible mistreatment of all the other pretty things that this planet has managed to cough up. Well, I thought she sounded like a complete twit, and hippies piss me off something fierce, but instead of personally attacking her, I took an alternate approach. I ran a Google image search for "Bambi", found one that worked, then used a paint program to draw the rifle scope crosshairs over it. Then I posted a response claiming that I was responsible for shooting Bambi's mom and that I was patiently waiting for Bambi to grow into a strapping young buck so I could shoot him too. To drive the point home, I included the image I had just made in my post. When I joined the Escapist, I was pondering what to use as an avatar, when I remembered I had that "Bambi-hunting" pic I'd made. So, I scaled it down to avatar size and there you go. I think my avatar says a couple of things about me:
A: Seriously, hippies really do piss me off. Especially the ones who have no idea what they're talking about and have no sense of logic, which is all of them.
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B. I can be kind of a bastard sometimes.
Sonicron said:
Recently changed my avatar to this one. It's the Red Guy, a character from an old cartoon show called Cow & Chicken, and I chose him because, quite frankly, he's hilarious. Just look at him - he's fat, naked, and he's walking on his buttocks. xD
I noticed yours a couple of days ago. I LOVED that show. I remember when Johnny Bravo, Cow and Chicken and Dexter's Lab ran as a block on Cartoon Network. After my classes I would drive to my friend's house, drink a case of beer, watch some toons and play Unreal Tournament. Good times, good times.