((Once again I have not been posting at all. A lot of stuff has come up so I’m quite busy…I’m sorry everyone, but this blog is not dead. I’ll reply to questions the minute I have some free time. Though I will check my inbox everyday, so continue asking questions. The ask box is not closed. Once again I apologize. :< Bye everyone!

EDIT: And thank you all SO much! *heart* I wasn’t expecting this blog to get questions right away when I started it…and a lot of you guys started following me even though I could have improved on my art and responses a lot more. Thank you for the support!))

These are all MY scottie dogs. No, you cannot have any. Buy your own damn it.

Seriously, look at this fucking hat. This is quality. And only I can pull it off, bitch.

I’m still alive fuckers.

((OOC: I’m terribly sorry that I haven’t been active, alot of things happened within my family which caused me to forget about tumblr for awhile…I promise I’ll reply to questions as soon as I can! Here’s a picture of Spades Slick with a bag of licorice scottie dogs as not only to show that I am back, but to apologize as well. I got Photoshop CS3 not too long ago thanks to a friend, and this is…perhaps my fourth picture with it? Sorry the picture is not that big, I had some problems figuring out PS for a bit. But how does the art look? I see no difference from my work in SAI to be honest, but any constructive criticism on how I draw and act as Slick would be nice and welcomed. Bluh. Anyways, back to answering questions!))

What are you doing here?
Better question, how the fuck did you find me? Ugh.

My eye is alot better mind you. Though I still have a scar from the stitches, bitch. God, does this mean I have to deal with you on here too? Fuck.

…What?
Don’t look at me like that. The mission wouldn’t have been complete without a nice, good song.

And you all know my voice is sexy as he-

I mean.

Enjoy.

((Audio belongs to MightyMoose, I own nothing. If you do not like me posting this MM, then feel free to tell me and I’ll remove it.))

If there is one thing I don’t understand, it’s why the hell you idiots assume I’m in love with the huge bitch who STABBED ME IN THE EYE AND RIPPED MY ARM OFF. I’ll admit, she’s one fine lady, and I’ll give her points for being able to fight, but I hate her with every inch of my being. If that is what you all consider “love” then you have some fucked up feelings right there.

How about I beat the ever loving shit out of you instead?
Sounds good? Okay then.