I am a You life of discerning tastes. And when it comes to decorating my abode I like to pick only the most special of prized finds to accompany the dust bunnies and tumbleweeds of cat hair
scientific illustration of cat tumbleweeds
So when I saw this, I knew it had to come live with me, and that weird mold that has started growing in my refrigerator, immediately.
A flying cat/dog with a basketball on its ass
Welcome home.
My friend Shawn (he did a guest post on robots) has the coolest dog in the world. He’s a miniature Pinscher named Vader. I absolutely love this little dog:
Players gonna play
He is a lady killer and a total pimp. His yips are as iconic in our group of friends as Andy Warhol’s soup can. He charms even the hardest of hearts; he’ll eat the largest of Baconators®.
He seduces the most curmudgeonly of souls
So, as a birthday gift for Shawn I decided to draw the portrait in Titanic the way it was meant to be drawn. While many might view the supple naked body of a young Kate Winslet to be beyond improvements…I saw an area in which it was lacking. It was completely absent of Vader.
I rectified that problem:
Draw me like one of your French Vaders. Wearing this. Wearing ONLY this.
Eat it James Cameron.
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