Martin Whitmore, Evil Illustrator Extraordinaire
Zombies, pinups, and elder gods, oh my!
by Martin Whitmore on July 16, 2009 · 10 comments
….what, you thought I meant “drinking alcohol?” You were mistaken.
Tagged as: comic, doodle, drawing, inks
Frankly, I think any orifice is for panty-waists. I press it against my skin and force it in through my pores!
It's the concussion that refreshes!
Marty, I think you have a drinking problem.
This is my favorite over everything you have done thus far.
Does drinking like that give you the power to stab pens through tables?
Yes, and the name of the superpower is “adrenaline rush caused by severe bodily injury.” (O_~)
For lightweights!
I set the bottle across the room, and start concentrating.
ROFL!
Mind, burping gets…odd…
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