oh cool no rush then

you... been shitting alcohol?

yassetizer

I agree that you are internal body temperature

Shiiiiirt's on for summer!
Shiiiiirt's on for ever!

"so, what's the most difficult part of being a midwife?"

"well, that's a tough caul"

quite splendid in fact

Thank you for shopping!

okay fine I will upload my first ever video like this

I made a nice piano arrangement of "Happy Birthday" to record for someone today.

desperately palpating the surface for the Bluetooth pairing button

Remember Kids: Hot breath for CDs, cold breath for Nintendo cartridges.

An orange white and black calico cat named Rainbow greeting CC, who is in that late kitten stage, and is a tabby calico, no orange. They sit on a conference table, and Rainbow looks like she's about to either groom or bite CC.

The first cat to be cloned was a calico female named Rainbow (left).

The clone, produced at Texas A&M University in 2001 was named "CC" for Carbon Copy or CopyCat (right).

Notice something odd about the "identical copy"?
Not very identical is she?
But they *are confirmed* genetically identical.

None Profile with Left Fish

gotta be able to go with the flow

he deserved it

always running out of butterfly knuckle bandages before the other kind

perhaps you bit off more than you can chew

In the background: a marshy field with a small (for now) doggo looking away foreground: my hand in the shape of a gun with a roll of dog poop bags across the outstretched index and middle fingers

you know I keep that thang on me

so many ways to cross the mountains because they're so thoroughly past

I’ve had the same editor since 1967. Many times he has said to me over the years or asked me, Why would you use a semicolon instead of a colon? And many times over the years I have said to him things like: I will never speak to you again. Forever. Goodbye. That is it. Thank you very much. And I leave. Then I read the piece and I think of his suggestions. I send him a telegram that says, OK, so you’re right. So what? Don’t ever mention this to me again. If you do, I will never speak to you again

Maya Angelou on the joys of being edited

*blows rasp berry*

person devouring human teenager meat: what? WHAT? you dare to call me a pedophage? ME? disgusting! I am clearly what is known as an *ephebophage*. (wipes blood from chin in pique)

bring me fetal carrots

embryonic carrots

carrot gametes

trickledown thermodynamics

you want me to call it?

Digital illustration in the style of old print. A large two-headed beast with dark fur emerges from a cave. It lifts its heads to make eye contact with a redheaded child sitting above the cave’s entrance.

Digital illustration in the style of old print. A humanoid figure wearing a red cape stands in the foreground looking over her shoulder. Behind her is various moss-covered rocks and trees. Below the illustration reads "The woods were still and quiet.”

Digital illustration in the style of a vintage storybook. A pale humanoid figure wearing a red cape is in the middle of a dark forest. The trees surrounding her have circular patterns carved into their bark. She stands on the edge of a pit that is filled with a tangled mass of worm-like creatures. Below the illustration reads "The worms wriggled endlessly in the pit."

Digital illustration in the style of a vintage storybook. At the edge of a forest, a girl wearing a hooded cardigan meets a long slender creature. The girl reaches out her hand as if to touch the creature's snout.

Out of curiosity, are there any fellow artists who create art inspired by vintage print/book illustrations? Would love to follow more who share my niche.

and I don't take passive-aggressive jabs, unlike SOME people

well, you gnaw the drill...

no that was some other snargleplax