Appeasement.

Ever since the girlfriend saw the custom artwork done for a very specific friend "x", she has been requesting her own custom piece built to her exact specifications. Just recently, I came across some free time (by free time I mean I got in trouble) so I decided to work on her commissioned piece. So first a bit of background on the girlfriend's preferences. She loves morbidly obese things. That is first and foremost. Secondly, she loves those obese things to be furry. Third, she likes donkeys, which suggests to me that she likes things that look like they're retarded. Now this is all fine by me, until I start to wonder what she sees in me. I must be the largest and wooliest mentally challenged man she could sink her claws into. Judging by the stupid, fat, hairy ramblings of my blog posts, how can I argue?

Btw: Did you guys enjoy The Brain's inaugural post? He's an intense dude and there's more where that came from. Stay tuned.

Attempt #10. Enjoy.

(fat.furry.retarded.)

This is not a self-portrait!