One of my preoccupations seems to be puffed up cockerel bullies who may or may not intend to kick sand in your face in order to steal your girl.
Perhaps this wonderful Crumb fragment can help shed some light (You can click to enlarge):
These boys may suffer from a very rare type of homosexuality in which one is only sexually attracted to oneself.
Now let's spend some time relaxing at home with master race manboys Randy and Arnold. Dig the lamp.
When I tried to capture these two rapidly with my pencil, they became the same person. Their essence was the same.
It's nice to draw people I think are beautiful and also don't mind gently mocking. I don't know how vicious I'm capable of being in my drawings... Sometimes people say they seem raw or fearless, but they're always done with some measure of love... perhaps that makes them more fearless. I don't know.
I have a very particular tendency to want to shout insults at my favourite people. Spirited ones. Spirited insults.
Okay, Just Link to this Post Already! - Sometimes I *almost* think it's the convoluted titles that drive people away: "Encircling the Adversary in Metavangelism." Wha? Click. I should stop trying...
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