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It was late. Or early, if that's how you see it - around 3 in the morning CDT. I was bored out of my brains staying up to watch Wimbledon matches on ESPN2. My left hand reaches under the desk, groping the air, feeling for that special place - the place where my iPAQ was docked.
I grasp; I tug. I keep my eyes closed in anticipation as I sweep the object under my nose and inhale. Invigorating. My arousal has never been so peaked in my short and inexperienced life. I open my eyelids slowly, in awe of what I am about to see.
Okay, so I picked up the TI-83 by mistake. How could I be so god-damned STUPID?
Enough of that nonsense :)
I was bored. I started sketching a guy - just a regular guy with a T-shirt and a mouth with nothing but black. He looked pretty cool until I realized he was missing hair, so I tried to give him long, shoulder-length, greasy hair ala Aragorn. No luck - it looked a lot like some albino Jamacian dude.
At this point, I came to the conclusion this was one happy dude. So, I made a rough sketch of a line along the bottom of his T-shirt in the shape of the top of a roller coaster car. Now is when he got really creepy - there was something wrong about how his head was sitting on his shoulders and the way the car looked like it was going... it looked like his head was spinning.
In an attempt to decreepify him, I gave him a smile. Whoops. All that did was make him look like a stereotypical Briton serial killer. Dammit.
Okay, now he looks like a serial killer. Time to add the beard to complete the picture.
But, there was something missing. I looked at - no, I stared through the soul of - the picture for seconds, then minutes, then hours. <i>Houses of the Holy</i> became the soundtrack to this man.
It hit me. Jack Nicholson in sunglasses is the creepiest face in the world. Draw in Jack-style sunglasses in just the right place... bingo.
I added a joint just because I can, dammit.
So, if you really want to know, "dude" is the lovechild of Jack Nicholson and Bob Marley, with awful teeth and a steady pot supply, who happens to enjoy roller coasters very much (or GYN exams :evilgrin:).
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