My heart sank when I saw this meatmonger warming up for the opposition in our not-so-friendly 5 a-side league. I spent most of the game running away from him or ineffectually kicking his legs. I think he was made of wood.
Quote: "I didn't elbow him. I nutted him! HUH-HUH."
I've been busy doing boring drawings for coins. Sorry for the lack of updates (mum).
Just as I decided 'tonight I will sketch somebody for the blog', a man got on the train and started rapping at me. Badly. All that really lame stuff about blowing your money on prohibitively expensive champagne in a nightclub to impress ladies so you can grind up against them for a bit (like a sick dog scratching his testicles on a tree, probably).