

The AdventuresOf BatsporkLate one night, 30 years ago in the bustling city of Emoswine, a young spork and his parents walked home on a dark secluded street. Then an elderly and poor knife steped out of the shadows, pointed a gun at the spork's mother, a middle-aged fork.The AdventuresOf Batspork
He then said, "Hand over that sugar crystal necklace, and no one gets hurt."
At that point the sporks father, a middle-aged spoon, steped in front of his wife and calmly stated, "You really don't want to do this. I own a multimillion dollar business. I'm sure I can find you a j-"
The spoon was interrupted by a deafening blast, and before
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not from concentrate.
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Over-caffeinated traditional/digital animator/illustrator
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It's much appreciated!
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Photography is the act of taking a piece of the world and keeping it for yourself.
*Ex-po-zure =onewordphoto *photohunt
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The Bruises fade from my pale skin,
But my broken spirit is damaged forever within,
My shattered soul cries silent tears,
As once again with dark intent you draw near.
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"The most wasted of all days is one without laughter" -E.E.Cummings
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Celphirio
Thanx for da fave
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Where the Hell is my wrench?
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So here's the deal: YOU give ME the pasta, and I'LL give YOU this whatever-it's-called-bomb thing. NAO.
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