Us "cool kids" or whatever would head out to a 24-hour diner after the local furmeet back in Houston for some quiet, late-night, long-hour drawing time; a thing the lot of us did on our own anyhow. We had some strange dude follow us up once thinking it was a continuation of the official meet, and the guy would not stop loudly discussing the fact that he was drawing porn of our female friends, and kept making awkward passes at them. None of us were doodling because we were pissed he had tagged along, so we just kind of sat while neck-beard kept grinning, leering, and farting out his giant-titted ink drawings, rambling about how awesome his art was.

I got pissed, and sketched/inked this thing inside of an hour. It shut neck-beard up pretty good, and he never tried to follow us after the meet was done again. It was probably mean, but the dude had serious creeper/stalker potential and I do not abide.

In other news, I miss Houston and I miss my friends.