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December 1, 2008
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You rock, Bities.
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"Sir, what do you want done with the futtock shrouds?"
"The...what?"
"Futtock shrouds."
"Ah, the futtock shrouds. Put them on the...futtock dead people!"
- Frank Woodley on Thank God You're Here.
I'm so glad you like it :'D
Also...I didn't know you had this account...
Sneaky sneaky...
xD
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"I dare not ask your very all; I only ask a part. Bring me when dancers leave the hall- your aching heart. Give others your lighted face, The laughter of your years. I come to crave a greater grace Bring to me your tears..."
LEGS!
LEGS!
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"Art is something everyone can do there is no right or wrong. With every failure comes with experience with experience comes profession, with profession comes perfection. However, there is no perfection in art... only the fact of how people look at it"
What's wrong with not drawing legs?
D:
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"I dare not ask your very all; I only ask a part. Bring me when dancers leave the hall- your aching heart. Give others your lighted face, The laughter of your years. I come to crave a greater grace Bring to me your tears..."
--
"Sir, what do you want done with the futtock shrouds?"
"The...what?"
"Futtock shrouds."
"Ah, the futtock shrouds. Put them on the...futtock dead people!"
- Frank Woodley on Thank God You're Here.
That's what counts, seeing as it for you.
xD
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"I dare not ask your very all; I only ask a part. Bring me when dancers leave the hall- your aching heart. Give others your lighted face, The laughter of your years. I come to crave a greater grace Bring to me your tears..."
--
"Sir, what do you want done with the futtock shrouds?"
"The...what?"
"Futtock shrouds."
"Ah, the futtock shrouds. Put them on the...futtock dead people!"
- Frank Woodley on Thank God You're Here.
I'd love to see it if you do colour it!
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"I dare not ask your very all; I only ask a part. Bring me when dancers leave the hall- your aching heart. Give others your lighted face, The laughter of your years. I come to crave a greater grace Bring to me your tears..."
--
"Sir, what do you want done with the futtock shrouds?"
"The...what?"
"Futtock shrouds."
"Ah, the futtock shrouds. Put them on the...futtock dead people!"
- Frank Woodley on Thank God You're Here.
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