ARTIST HAS NO TALENT AND NOW YOu'LL HAVE TO DRAW PORNOGRAPHY FOR ME BECAuSE YOu DON'T KNOW WHAT THIS GuY TRIED TO DO.

I DON'T KNOW. DRAW WHAT YOu DO.

OH SHIT. THIS MOTHERFuCKER IS BLuSHING. SOMETHING REALLY NASTY IS HAPPENING.

PORNOGRAPHY OF THE BITCHES. DO IT!

A KIND OF COOL GuY. SOMETIMES.

I WANT MORE PORNOGRAPHY OF A COuPLE YOu KNOW GOING ON "A DATE." AND ONE OF THEM PuLLS THE CHAIR OPEN FOR THE OTHER. *YEAH* OR ELSE.

SOME BITCH JuST FLIPPED ME OFF. FuCK YOu TOO. BITCH. DRAW MY ANGER.

THE DOG HAS GRADuATED FROM THE HOuSEHOLD AND WILL NOW BE LEAVING TO TAKE CARE OF HIMSELF.

"WE FOuND THE BIG-ASS RED BAR. THIS IS GREAT." THAT WOuLD BE WHAT THEY SAID IN THIS SCENARIO. NOW DRAW IT.

PISSED OFF KID IS NOT TAKING THE WORM COMING OuT OF HIS HEAD VERY WELL.

I JuST WANT BASIC PORNOGRAPHY OF TWO INDIVIDuALS. ONE WITH SPIKY HAIR AND BIG DuMB POINTY SHADES. HOLDING THE HAND OF A GREEN MAN. *YEAH*

A SQuARE IS SNEAKING BEHIND A BLuE BALL. BuT THE BLuE BALL DOESN'T LIKE IT. AND ASKS HIM TO "NO." THE SQuARE ASKS WHAT HE SAID.