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Proper bad day.
Painted with TImo and Empe, I tried something a little different.. just really struggled to get good flics never thought Id complain about the sun so soon.
There was a breakdance battle at Russells today, all in all a proper bad day..
Me and my son put this wall together! End aged 8 all his own work..
respect..
hey i remember this day
this was just after we set up our trampoline and i think i was really sick but i jumped on it anyway haha
"I did nawt hit her I did naaaaawt! Oh, hi Mark."
The Disaster Artist opens this week, and I've heard amazing things! I can't wait to see it.
68/365
listen to this version of airplaness. with brick by boring brick as welll.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=VAp0zsE_AFQ
yeahyeahyeahh doitt NOW. :)
idk, my bff jill.
uh, tryin sumthin neww and nawt sure if im liikin' itttt.
probs gonna be a gonerrr.
its FRY-day tomorrrrow.
partying partying YEAH.
i really dont know why i typed like thatt..
We tried to split our time equally on the Trans Con and The Sunset and of course the Trans Con was Hawt and the Sunset Nawt. Here an Eastbound is rolling through Cosnino.
Behind a field of weeds I hide
Just wanted to do something different with the editing I guess
Nawt sure if you'll like it aha
Not uploaded in a while been working away and now im too cold...
Found this on someone elses flickr Really like this picture respect to the Photographer.
ILCrew production in Birmingham - Shady, Vomet, Best, Dash, Dak, Nawt.
View big here - www.flickr.com/photos/peacefulprogress/14057645752/sizes/o/
Pics on blog:
inastate.tumblr.com/post/875417921/nawtwallpics
Got a joiner of sorts here:
inastate.tumblr.com/post/875437110/fullwallnawt
could only fit Alert, Crase and Dilk in due to the shape of the wall. Gutted.
30/365
I've already started to see people upload early spring pictures, where the snow has melted and the grass has started growing.
on the other hand, we had a huuuge snowstorm this week. and still had school.
oh how i love living in 40 ft of snow . NAWT.
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so this is Steff YO and that hair tho XD haha and yes REAL art and nawt "meme-y" art HAHAH I'll prolly do more tho XDDD coz its rly fun HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA
This is from January this year, myself and AIM2. For the time of year the weather was pukka and we got this done in a day.
Big up NAWT for passin thru..
This is a sad Cady lmao! I was listening to Sad music so I did this lol idk if I’m out of my slump or nawt knock on wood ayehehe
Jack paused staring blankly into space. He stared and stared some more. People in the crowd became restless. Some thought he might have died again. Others talked or giggled nervously. Jack appeared to be listening to an internal dialogue or quite possibly he could be catatonic with fright. Whatever the reason Jack starred into space for exactly two minutes and forty seven seconds, the mother of all pauses as it were. Finally Jack muttered,”Sully told me to knock you all dead.” He paused for another 20 seconds staring into space once again. The crowd became very nervous. Some feared for their lives and were ready to bolt from their seats. “But if I did that then I would have no audience,” Jack said breaking the silence. Nervous laughter filled the room. A couple, Ben and Susie, who had been talking in hushed tones from the time Jack hit the stage in the corner of the room drew Jack’s attention. “Hey lovebirds can you keep it down I didn’t come back from the dead to talk over you.” Oblivious to Jack’s appeal Ben and Suzie kept on talking. Jack grew angry, so much so that he bit off his index finger and threw it at them. The finger flew end over end through the dimly lit club. Drops of formaldehyde wicked off the finger as it flew anointing some of the crowd with its unholy waters. The finger landed smack dab in the middle of their table pointing accusingly at the couple. “Shut the hell up or I’ll send you there,” shouted Jack. Susie shrieked then fell silent. Sully ambled onto the stage,”Jack, Jack Jack look, can you do me a favor and keep the body parts on?” “According to the health inspector formaldehyde is toxic waste and those guys can shut us down.....Oh by the way I told the other comics to go home, the stage is yours for the night.” “Sorry about that Sully and thanks for making me the headliner, hey do you think you could get me a shot of the McCallan for old times sake?” Sully smiled and said “sure Jack, now knock em dead.” Sully ran back with a full glass of the McCallan which Jack downed in its entirety. The McCallan warmed his insides far more thoroughly than it used to now that his stomach and intestines had turned to jelly. That’s good Jack thought as he remembered the words of Jackie Gleason. How sweet it is indeed.
“Hey guys let me say its really great to be here back in Boston. Hell I never left actually I’ve been doing time at Parkvale. Let me tell you the afterlife is not all it’s cracked up to be, no smoking in heaven, can you believe that what with all the puffy clouds and all that, how the hell are they going to know anyway?” “They got nuns up there too, just try lighting up, the penguins are all over that crap and in heaven they beat your knuckles with yardsticks not rulers.”
Many in the crowd thought Jack was horrible but all were afraid to heckle.
“What’s black and white and black and white and black and white and black and white and green? Five nuns fighting over a pickle.” Audible groans wafted up like smoke rings and hovered in the air. Jimmy, a local townie who fancied himself a smart ass shouted out in a thick Bawston accent, “Hey looza that’s only for nuns I counted nawt fife.” Things were on the verge of slipping away from Jack. He was bombing and he knew it and no amount of finger pointing or finger throwing would be able to get back the attention of the audience if he didn’t make things interesting in a hurry. Once again Jack lapsed into a trance. People got up to leave as Jack listened to the voice in his head telling him to relax and just tell stories without all the yuk yuk jokes.
Jack snapped to and raised his voice. “Pickles, yes I’m very much like a pickle and might I add a toxic one at that as Sully pointed out. There I lie in my individually wrapped box, brined in formaldehyde for eternity. Why do you people do that? It’s kinda stupid don’t you think. I mean most pickles you want to eat but not even the worms want to eat me. What a waste of good body parts. I’m sure some living person could have used my corneas or kidneys for their failing organs. My liver and lungs now those are a different story, the kids used to knock on my liver for good luck , better than wood and harder too,” Jack crooned, “oh sweet sweet cirrosis of the liver if I put you on my donor card I’d be an indian giver.” “ Transplants are good, they get you points
with the big man.He also likes when you recycle. You know burn baby burn lots of potash in those bones really make the gardens grow..
At the very least Jack now had the audiences attention back.......to be continued....
Good day with NAWT and WRES, but the change in weather made it cold.
I wanted 2 try something different today, happy with the result.......
OKAY! SO first of all I don't like this drawing BUT I HAVE NO TIME to do another one SO THIS IS IT! "and yes I know there's no floor" I'm just lazy OKAY on with the contest!!!
*How to enter*
All you need to do is write a lil' story about what you think this drawing is about or what you think is happening, it's all up to you! and then just post it on The Flickr group for my contest (this pic is in the group), with the title on your pic "Entry for Tansy's writing contest 2018!"
*prizes*
There will be first, second and third place. Only first place will win a prize (which is just a request), the rest will have to settle with bragging rights ;)
*Start and end date*
It starts today and ends on December 1st!
*BTWS*
1. these are not any specific characters so you can make them act however!
2. you don't have to be a *writer* to enter, you can start writing anytime you want! why not start now!!!
3. remember that you may make it however long you want, if it's just one paragraph, thats fine! or even 5000 words XD thats fine too!
4. please make your story clean, I don't mine horror and stuff but just make it clean :)
SO HAVE FUN!!! any questions feel free to ask!
also my signature IS SO WEIRD HERE it looks like it says eay R XDDj
Digital art’s nawt meh thing LMAO
Not uploaded for a while but thought id share this one. not the best flic though,
Just a couple of hour blast with my man Wres shouts to Aim2 Fuze and Spase.
yesterday was lovely as hell.
after another long day at school, i went to hannah's house and we finally got
to make waffles :):)
then after freaking out about how the roads were supposedly supposed to get
super bad and icy, me and abby went to go bother wilson while he was babysitting,
and after a few hours of being there (after being groped 469820 times by his lil
babay neice and my head jumped on my his nephew) the roads got really bad
and it was basically a crazy ice storm outside, and we had to claw our way out of
the driveway. AHAHA NAWT RLLY, but it was as properly salted as an oversalted pretzel.
HAAHAOMFGWTF.
so i guess an ice storm occured overnight, and i have no school today :)
even though there is only a quarter an inch of snow outside, so awesome.
i am probably going to go run up and down my road now.
well, i'm back...again.
i guess that this is my style, passing through a period full of PMG activity and then stop because of some sort of laziness.
i feel really proud of how this beauty came out, it still uses En-Bloc clips just like grampa M1 Garand :3
it's also my first real work for Valkyrie RifleWorks.
i missed posting weapons in the PMG group, and it's a great sensation :D
now, time for some credits!
Shockwave for the gas block (that i have slightly modified to fit the gun), the angled holes on the upper handguard and flash hider,
the carbon fiber texture on the handguard, the trigger, the text on the magazine and the awesome "Apache" logo on the body of the gun;
Lucky Striker for the VRW logo;
Hitman_SA_47 for that awesome side rail and the charging handle piece;
Woitek for the small text effect.
special thanks to my buddy Shockwave, who has helped me a lot on this weapon, you're great bro!
my weapons without your parts are like coffee without sugar, it's good but the sugar (your parts) makes it much better :D
P.S. remember to view all sizes and check the lightbox for moar awesomeness :3