Nov 04 2009
Kiss my ass, I’m sick!
First, I’m fucking SICK! It feels like someone forced Guy Fieri’s bloated corpse into my lungs. Every breath is torture.
Secondly, did you ever want to know what I look like? Well I just about shit my pants when I stumbled across the painting above because I’ll be God damned if that isn’t me being comforted by the J-man! Seriously, it looks just like me. Should I be worried?
I’ll try to write something real tomorrow.
are you passed out drunk in the middle of the road? Cause those headlights in the distance are getting closer man. Heaven has enough young mangled corpses I’m sure.
Verified. I know listy since he was 6 and I would age this portrait of him as somewhere between 12 and 26.
Hang in there, chief. I usually get sick when the weather turns in October. This year was no exception. I could pump myself with pills or go get the shots–it won’t matter; it always takes 3 weeks or so to go away. And then I’m stronger than EVER!
HOLY SHIT! That does look like you. Can you get that original painting? It’s a must to grace your walls.
It might be you, but I’m not convinced that’s Jesus. Also, is that a demonic owl with golden glowing eyes hovering above on the left? Take heed.
why is that homeless man touching that boy?
That painting of Jesus looks exactly like my old law professor.
Listy, my wife thinks you painted this yourself. Come clean.
Jeff – I wish had the skills to paint like this. I would never stop painting pictures of me and Jesus doing stuff together. Playing Tempest at the arcade, fist fight, changing the oil in my car, riding zebras… the list would never end!
If this looks like you, you’re possibly hot…but of course you have some Jesus on you so wipe that shit off.
Also I hope you’re not an alter boy…
The hair is a bit light, but holy fucking shit if it doesn’t look like you! I’ll be goddamned!
You need to hang this next to your oil portrait.
damn… you’re kinda foxy.