Well, this is where all the pieces that do not make me want to:
1)never again pick up the paint brush
or
2) reside in my bin
or
3) both
go to stay until I forget my username and/or password.
Comments and criticism much appreciated.
~BWC.
Edit:
I just realized that point#2 suggests that my paintings sometimes make me want to reside in a bin, whereas what I was going for was that some of my paintings reside in the bin. This version is funnier and also (more disturbingly) somewhat accurate, so I’m just going to leave that up. 😉
BIN! head sticking out???? =P
Lol! Not when paintings turn out all wrong, though. Then I go in head first..
will kick u
You should totes live in a bin. HIDE!
Also! Why on earth was I not following your awesome canvas of awesome? This need more publicity, I tells ya.
My mom would say I am, but I hear more of that than I want already, so I’m not going to get into that.
Because you don’t know what’s good for you, child, that’s why. Everybody listen to Fuzzy! Fuzzy has seen the light.
Follow me.
Look at this stuff.
Comment.
Good.
I turn insane past 10:30, I think. So I’m going to go to bed before I scare off the two-ish people who sometimes come this way.