This is Evil McSanguish (eh-vill mic-sang-guish)
He is a witchdoctor who is cursed with a plague of bugs, because he failed to help another witchdoctor named Eshebell. She was very cross, and angry at him, and because she died due to his negligence, she cursed him.
Ok, so I’m sorry if anyone thought it mattered that we haven’t posted anything in so long, but here is a poem I wrote! I was asked to write a poem about my thoughts about love, so here it is. It isn’t great, because I wrote it in a few minutes after being asked the question, but I think it’s nice.
Grains of salt or sand trapped beneath
A foot or sail left underneath
The sun and sky to coddle the sweet
What could be? What could this be? This insignificant we, that should seem to see, everything I endeavor?
For she to have, for me to give, to live in fear of my own two sights? What is right for me to have?
To forgive, to lose, to leave it be? To sheath, to let loose? What about me?
What did I see under my shoes? Under the tarp of the sail I set, strung under the noose of a red sunset, hanging in the air with a salty affair?
What about my right to choose?
What about the other half?
I haven’t decided, I can’t compare… the only two loves I’ve ever shared.
The love to be free, to thrill to set off…
The hunt to go on, on the top of my lungs shout I CAN’T DECIDE WHO I SHOULD BE! SHOULD I LOVE WHO I AM OR CHANGE ALL THAT I FEEL, TO SEE SOMEONE NEW WHO I CAN’T UNDERSTAND?
Not yet. I can’t let go…
I love too deeply, the life in my hands, to hand it over to someone else.
It’s, I’m much to fragile to drop in those sands, and be lost forever.
I’ll keep what I’ve had.
I’ll be what they damn.
I’ll stay what I know.
And never let go.
Not until she’ll prove to me.
She can hold me as tightly, and love me the way that I am.
Sorry about the wait. I’ve been inordinately preoccupied, but here is my version of Tumblr’s accent meme/challenge:
MiniMel will be transitioning to Brodcast soon. The reason for the lateness is my personal preference to keep it to one pun per page/week and this next page utilizes multiple puns in sequence. Balancing it out with a hiatus.
Fanart for one of my favorite webcomics on the web, BEESERKER!
Check it out if haven’t already clicked the link, or opened it in a new tab so you can continue reading this while still reminding yourself to check it out.
Seriously, stop readign this, and go check it out.
check. it. out.
Really, there’s not going to be anything interesting down here from this point on, if you’re reading this and haven’t checked out the link yet, then there’s something wrong here…
uninteresting words, blah blah blah, why aren’t you doing what I said to do? You’re nuts if you think this is going to be interesting. Spaghetti. Deflated Squirrels. Nonsense. Other nonsense. Glow-in-the-dark eyebrows.
Well if you don’t want to check out Beeserker, maybe this will interest you.
GOTCHA!!! Oh wait, you probably saw the words down here already… whatever.