Thursday, August 14, 2014

8.3 - Buttsack



Buttsack stood in the middle of the sidewalk.  He looked like a cross between the worst features of a small child and a very old man, simultaneously lumpy, misproportioned, hairy, wrinkly, gnarled beneath his too-loose skin.


...nasty little bugger. Quick sketch. I need to redo it. Needs more cowbell lumpiness.
Because of him, today I learned the word "FUPA".

The things I do for the love of Pact.
Sigh.


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