Every year I'll save some snow,
Mail them to where they're needed,
Like at the poles.

6 AM. I need to: 1) Get better markers. 2) Learn basic illustration skills. 3) Go to sleep.

This can happen to YOU.

My family tried to feed me goat soup today. I told them it tasted like the Children Zoo where I used to work at. I smashed it against the wall and bleated: Baa!

iHeart.

Boo sweatshops.

K: Did you get my postcard yet?
R: Thanks, it cheered me up.
K: Why were you sad?
R: Wasn't sad, just you know...it's cheerful to get mail isn't it?
K: You've got a point.
R: Unless it's like taxes or something.