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no point stressing out | gapingvoid « Den digitala parkbänken
14 years ago
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Steph
14 years ago
Yes, you’re right Hugh, but while I am an undead the shit matters an awful lot.
Elizabeth
14 years ago
The drawing reminds me of the Egyptian winged disk that hung above every templr door and represented the soul. Maybe the heiroglyphs spelled out a similar message 😉
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cinderkeys
14 years ago
Heheh. So comforting.
Do these abstract sketches inspire the captions, or do you think of something you want to say before creating an accompanying cartoon?
John
14 years ago
I think that exact thought at least 50 times a day, too often really.
This one would make an excellent cube grenade in my mcjob.
Karen Strunks
14 years ago
An inpsiring touch of reality! I needed that right now 🙂
ps. Just read Ignore Everybody. Thanks! Worth a second and third read.
[…] no point stressing out | gapingvoid Thursday, 25 March, 2010 – View Comments via gapingvoid.com […]
Yes, you’re right Hugh, but while I am an undead the shit matters an awful lot.
The drawing reminds me of the Egyptian winged disk that hung above every templr door and represented the soul. Maybe the heiroglyphs spelled out a similar message 😉
[…] 26 March, 2010 no point stressing out | gapingvoid […]
Heheh. So comforting.
Do these abstract sketches inspire the captions, or do you think of something you want to say before creating an accompanying cartoon?
I think that exact thought at least 50 times a day, too often really.
This one would make an excellent cube grenade in my mcjob.
An inpsiring touch of reality! I needed that right now 🙂
ps. Just read Ignore Everybody. Thanks! Worth a second and third read.
Or, as i like to tut it myself:
When you die, statistically, nobody cares