Math? Math!? Don't Make Me Laugh. That's Not Math. You're Not Beautiful. Stop Trying.

I hope the message isn't convoluted. This can be easily misinterpreted. Don't do that.

Kill The Lights.

Here you go.

Get Out Of The Way. You Serve Me No Purpose.

Many of you could probably identify with this piece. That picture on the left is truly horrifying.

An Everyday Episode Begins Again, But Is It Actually As Entertaining As You Make It Appear To Be?

Well, Of Course I Always Had Hope. I Just Never Thought It Would Materialize So Fashionably.

Enjoy it while you still breathe and are warm-blooded.

You Totally Missed It

You totally missed it. I had a picture that would only be here for a limited time, and you totally missed it. You're meant to feel foolish.

I'm thinking about making a saga, a few intertwined entries all coming together to present one central fact. I've got the idea in place, but I'm having trouble on how to get it across. By the way, I'm sickened at how disgustingly non-popular this 'blog' is. I've seen The Giggle House and the business it gets, but why? Why hasn't anyone looked and cared about my work? It could be because The Giggle Man has (get ready) completely lost focus of where the 'blog' started. That's a possibility. Gone are the days of the simple-cheeked smiley faces and blown out proportions. Now we are left with heavily modified pictures from the internet. I use these as well, to be sure. But I keep the beginning in mind. I do not want to sell out. I will not. Maybe I totally missed it...

Oh no. Oh no. Oh no. It all sounded 'cheesy.'

I'm seeing The Chariot and Maylene and the Sons of Disaster live this coming Friday in Chattanooga. You can't come.

This Might Happen Everyday In Sudan

I thought green would be original.

A Wedding That, In This Case, Will Likely Be Meaningless. Why, Tell Me, Why Don't You See Anything Anymore?

It's white for a reason. I'm not lazy.

I Would Understand, Except The Way You Refuse To Even Glance At Certain Things Other People Care About Omits Grievances

This one seemed to work really nicely. I'm proud of the results. Now get to work.

Let Us, You And I, Kill This Beast Before It Takes Any More Of Us. May No More Colors Be Brought Up From The Pit.

Having "humendous" problems updating this. The title for this entry will be applied to a picture that is having a huge problem updating. As sad as I am to say this to you, the pictures may be coming a lot slower from here on, or may simply have to cease altogether. I will push on towards having art created and applied to this web address, but I cannot be sure of the outcome of my struggles. This will not be my last entry, but the picture below may very well be the last portrait you will see from this spot. If I can continue working on the art I enjoy and pursuing my unique vision, it is also possible that I may have to erase past efforts to get you to understand. Look at them now. Look at them tomorrow. But who really knows when they will leave here? I certainly don't. The ones you like, please save them onto your own computer data deposit (or whatever). Keep trying.

Several hours later, and we still aren't functioning correctly. The end is approaching, and I can sense it pounding down on us. I will not give up in my efforts to fix the problem that has arisen, but I can make you no other promises. Wish for the best.

Successes!

Several days after the horrible tragedy, I have fixed the problems once plaguing the outlet. May The Factory live on. May The Factory endure. May The Factory survive.

Babies Learning To Become The Archetype

Look, I'm...Wow...I just...Gosh, I can't believe how bad that turned out to be. I finally sit down to work with what I thought was an amazing idea, and I pop this one out. I'm very, very sorry. The idea was to put Becoming The Archetype, a group of tough looking dudes, on a bunch of baby bodies. I succeeded in that light, but wow, did that turn out bad! All of those little brown marks could not be prevented, and I can't tell you why. Jason Wisdom (bottom left) has a strange brown donut flying about his head. I didn't put that in there. When I told the computer to fill the thing red, it was...a little off, as you can see. I'm going to have to do something good to repent from that one. I'm really sorry.

And in case you can't tell, any meaning or wisdom I could have mustered up to tell you through this particular artwork was crushed, so don't go looking this time.

My Mind Has Moved On To Other Ideas And Concepts...But, Lo, I Have Not Forgotten Thee

The idea and concept I am referring to can be seen at the web address titled www.sayingsforyou.blogspot.com

I'm sorry that it's been so dern long since I had anything to say. It is my fault. I have no excuse for such idle waste.

Coming Soon: An Adventure For Champions, An Adventure For Losers, An Adventure For All Who Play The Game We Call Life

The Giggleman or Chumper Giggles or whatever you want to call him and I are soon to begin work on a "blog" solely devoted to the myriad of interesting and thought provoking quotes that we have discovered o'er the millions of hours spent scouring the world for precious literal gems that we could use to create such a thing. Some of them have been uttered by us. Some of them have not. But all of them have such eloquent beauty and profound reasoning that we feel that they deserve the time we will soon put into them. We will genuinely strive to update this "blog" regularly. We apologize for not being faithful in the past. We hope that this new project brings you joy.

Tamborellis VS. Goldbergs Set Up Strikingly Against A Beautifully Baby Portrait

Didn't put a lot of work into this. Just thought it was pretty.

The Children With Cowboy Boots For Bottom Sections Are Escaping, And The Fat Lady With The Ugly Flowers Is Not Happy, Although She Looks It

For some reason, I get the feeling that I have done better work than this. I apologize to my rapidly decreasing fan base. I will try harder from now on.