Humour is what keeps us sane in difficult situations. It's what pulls us through when nothing else will. It's what keeps us from strangling the person next to us on the bus. It's what keeps us from stuffing the microphone down that kareoke singer's bloody throat. It's what keeps us from throwing ourselves from high buildings on stressful days. It's what keeps us from filling our annoying next-door neighbour's brand new BMW with 200kg of dried mashed potato and then adding a glass of water.
So I decided to do my bit for the world, to stop the population dropping to dangerous levels.
All right, all right, I admit it - I couldn't care less about the fate of the world. I just hate the thought of all that mashed potato being wasted.
I draw cartoons. Crappy doodles, mostly, but some people seem to like them. And like I said, to do my bit for the potatoes of the universe, I decided to stick 'em up on the ol' Interwebulator. The catch is that the majority of them come to me when I'm feeling most inspired: i.e. when I'm sitting at the back of maths with my brain seriously in danger of melting from boredom and running out my ears.
This means that they mainly originate on the inside covers of my various jotters, which isn't the most convenient place to scan, so they all need to be redrawn on A4 paper with a permanent marker... but then they're not as spontaneous, which is one of the things I like about 'em in the first place.
But hey.
Gnok
Spider
Ninja
Death
Hand Grenade
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