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*kart wheels into school*

Me: Only five days left till I graduate! See ya, scrubs!

*dabs through wall and is finally fREE OF MY PRISON*


Bois. If I can make it through high school —heck, no, if even some of the drug obsessed idiots in my class who act like they're still in seventh grade can make it through high school — you can to.

And if I can go to school and do art successfully someday, then anything is possible. Because art isn't easy.

Now I just have a week long honors English final to pass and I'm in the clear. Wish me luck fellas.







Heeeere's some more art for AP

^look at all of my precious children. LOVE THEM. CHERISH THEM.

^current WIP. I still have to sketch in the few characters that she's chasing after.



Also to any wannabe art thieves planning on stealing any of the AP projects I've done (because I haven't been putting a signature/watermark on them): these are getting turned into AP. They check the internet for copies.
You will get caught for literally breaking copyright laws.
That's illegal.
Well, its always illegal, but now it's more illegal because you'll get caught.
Have fun with that mess you just created for yourself.
*finger guns*



Uhhhhh I have no more art to post, so enjoy some content aware memes.

My best friendo showed me all of these images in the middle of newspaper and I started laughing so hard I was crying.

Then I started thinking about them later that day as I was drawing and I don't think I've ever wheezed so much in my life. I'm surprised I didn't die.

Update: I looked at the images and now I'm laughing again.

I don't know why I find content aware stuff so funny.







The majority of this chapter is me talking about memes. How fitting.

Toodles!
~Mack

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