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night every body :frow
Suuuuure. :rolleyes: :p
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Call us both. He'll man the guns, I'll man the pitchforks.
And the throwing (pocket) knives.
And the shovels.
And the axes.



Ooooh, great!!!!! :D


Yes.
You do.
Very much so.
ALSO
THERE IS A THREAD
THAT MISSES YOU DESPERATELY
AND JUST WANTS YOU HOME LIKE A PRODIGAL SON


I once was sitting down on a mall bench waiting to be picked up by Mom, and this guy comes up besides me and sits down. I edge away instinctively, politely enough, but still clear that I don't sit next to strangers. Everything's okay until I notice he's right beside me... I make eye contact for about a second and realize there is literally no emotion on his face as to what he's even doing here, nor any reassuring smile or something at least. Too ashamed to get up and leave, I bury my head in a magazine and wish him away. Then I hear the rattling of a coat button against metal as his arm lays out across the back of the bench and next thing I know it's definitely on my back.
I whirl around, fling the magazine at his face, slam my arm down on his, and bolt off into the grocery section. :oops:
Now that was a disturbance. °~°


@ChickenCowboy02 You're not the only one. :D


SO WHY IS IT THAT EVERYONE ELSE CALLS THEIR ART BEAUTIFULL AND MASTERPIECEY
WHILE I CALL MINE TRASH
WHY


Would you rather be fried, broiled, pan-seared, or scorched?
That's scary °-°
MAI "AHRT" IS GARBAGE
I prefer pan-seared
 
Call us both. He'll man the guns, I'll man the pitchforks.
And the throwing (pocket) knives.
And the shovels.
And the axes.



Ooooh, great!!!!! :D


Yes.
You do.
Very much so.
ALSO
THERE IS A THREAD
THAT MISSES YOU DESPERATELY
AND JUST WANTS YOU HOME LIKE A PRODIGAL SON


I once was sitting down on a mall bench waiting to be picked up by Mom, and this guy comes up besides me and sits down. I edge away instinctively, politely enough, but still clear that I don't sit next to strangers. Everything's okay until I notice he's right beside me... I make eye contact for about a second and realize there is literally no emotion on his face as to what he's even doing here, nor any reassuring smile or something at least. Too ashamed to get up and leave, I bury my head in a magazine and wish him away. Then I hear the rattling of a coat button against metal as his arm lays out across the back of the bench and next thing I know it's definitely on my back.
I whirl around, fling the magazine at his face, slam my arm down on his, and bolt off into the grocery section. :oops:
Now that was a disturbance. °~°


@ChickenCowboy02 You're not the only one. :D


SO WHY IS IT THAT EVERYONE ELSE CALLS THEIR ART BEAUTIFULL AND MASTERPIECEY
WHILE I CALL MINE TRASH
WHY


Would you rather be fried, broiled, pan-seared, or scorched?

O-O creepy guys at malls...

You havent shown us your art.... btw all of mine, except the purple falling fairy girl were traced too. :p
And i never claimed mine were any good. I actually dont like the falling fairy girl. But my arms hurt from drawing for hours on a track pad and i havent wanted to mess more with it yet.




*joins the make fanci do what we want club*:highfive:
 
O-O creepy guys at malls...

You havent shown us your art.... btw all of mine, except the purple falling fairy girl were traced too. :p
And i never claimed mine were any good. I actually dont like the falling fairy girl. But my arms hurt from drawing for hours on a track pad and i havent wanted to mess more with it yet.




*joins the make fanci do what we want club*:highfive:
IKR.
Parents can't even leave themselves alone there safely. *~*
But I can't. Compared to yours, and Fanceh's, and Stache, and Masta's, it's just scribblings done by accident. :oops:
I wouldn't even know it. *~* They're all so beautifully...imperfect...if you know what I mean. :p
What I'm saying is, your artzing doesn't look like any stereotypical tracing I've seen.
I've never traced. And I normally refuse references. Maybe that's why I'm so utterly horrible...? :lol:
 
wot da hay o-o :lau

Wut is the point of music camp
To get me to the point where I can win a national competition, I guess. I'd say it's just to get me out of the house, but I know Mom isn't mean like that. :gig

Jellos fellows!
*quotes to profile*

*cocks .22* You're hiring? :D
YES
Esther takes acceptable care of the chickens (i.e. she knows all their names as well as I do) but from what I've seen she's a bit more 'laxed in the protection department.... *sigh*
 

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