Showing posts with label eyepatches. Show all posts
Showing posts with label eyepatches. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Die, Yuppie Cunt


(i no ur mad jeluhz of my drawring skillz)
I highly recommend United States of Tara. It's about a woman with dissociative identity disorder. That's multiple personality disorder for you oldschoolers. When I was little I used to wish for something dramatic like that to happen to me. It's like the eye patch thing. If I had my way, I would be a one-eyed quadruple-amputee dyslexic schizophrenic tranny torso.

Friday, January 23, 2009

Left-Eye




Sometimes I wish a horrible accident would befall me, resulting in the loss of an eye. Preferably my left one, but hey, beggars can't be choosers. Nothing says badass like an eye patch. Xander Harris, Saul Tigh, Nick Fury--all wear eye patches, and all are badasses. I'd like it to be a cool accident, not like a deadly spooge facial gone horribly wrong. Unless I was blowing the devil and got spicy acid jizz in the eye, that might be neat. I'm thinking a knife fight with a terrorist.