"...the little bitch-ass is cryin' for his momma, an' y'know what I says?"
"..."
"I said, 'Boy, I know you's tough an' all, but maybe arm-wrestlin' ain't your thing!"
From here on out, Maya will now be characterized by glorified anecdotes and lousy jokes. I really ought to be doing something other than coming up with terrible jokes right now...
Pen & Ink on Marker Paper
(I have a feeling I'm not very consistent with these footer-type thingies.)
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Tonin
Nice to see a cervine rendered in a realistic style, and as someone a bit rough and dirty. Deer always get stuck with that pure and innocent shtick.