So without enrolling into
Jeffrey Brown's comic class
I decided to pretend.
Here's my comics.
I'll title them, coz my writings messy yo.
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| You found it where?! - At the train station, I think it's a clock. |
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| I know I've got cancer, I'm just putting on a brave face. - Why? |
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| Hey, it's Sunday twit! |
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| Cheer up, it might never happen. - Fuck, so I'll be a virgin forever, great. |
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| Where'd you get those eggs? - Buried in the sand, I'm gonna sleep on them. |
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| You stole my fucking pen again. - No, No Please! |
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| I'm sure you'll find a new group of friends. - It was only me anyway. |
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| Really? I'm sure you're making that up. |
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| and he was all like. - mmm. and I was all like. - yep |
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| Uh, where'd you get that kid from Steve? |
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| Remember that house you lent me, uh, well it kinda burnt down. - Was anyone hurt?..... Oh, you fucker! |
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| You aren't on the Italian team, now do the dishes! |
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