@reneengstrom = ultra

When I drew this I had no idea what Renee looked like in real life. Now she's changed her twitter avatar and I've since found that she's not cylindrical. I bet she can do the ultra twist like nobody's business tho. :)

When I drew this I had no idea what Renee looked like in real life. Now she's changed her twitter avatar and I've since found that she's not cylindrical. I bet she can do the ultra twist like nobody's business tho. :)
Saves the day!
Here we have a fine specimen of a Ryan North.
The illustrious creator of Dinosaur Comics.
Once again, I have never seen, heard, touched, smelled or tasted him.
The above is drawn completely from gleaned glimpses at his true self through his works.
My 4yo daughter and I made up this story about him.
Once upon a time, there was a boy named Ryan North.
One day he said, "I wanna do Jazz dancing."
He jumped up and clicked his heels everyday until he was super good at it.
His skill with the heel click became so furious, he could unleash a controlled atomic explosion.
Literally with a click of his heals.
Fortunately for humanity, Ryan is a kind soul and only uses his power in emergencies.
Like when a fat cat get's stuck in a pet door.
The End
Sunday, March 20, 2011 at 9:11
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Word to your Mom, I came to drop smart bombs.
The good Sir R. Stevens III.
Another cartoonist I have never met nor seen.
His pixel pushings can be found at Diesel Sweeties or you can check his subconscious stylings @rstevens.
The fortress in which he resides is built from video game cabinets and couch cushions, which has resulted in his body morphing into it's current shape. This allows him swift movement through the corridors of his marvellous manse. Unfortunately, it also makes it difficult to find a suitable mate as they must have a body consisting of 90 degree angles and hold a high score in Tetris.
In place of a moat he has constructed a massive barrier from comedy club brick walls, won as spoils during the Comedy Conflict (TM) of 2003. Although not participating directly in any skirmishes, Sir R., employed underground agents to procure the walls from Canadian mercenaries working on his behalf.
The costume adorning his cubic frame is somewhat akin to the Tardis employed by The Doctor in that it once had the ability to change shape but has become stuck in the form of a late 90's 'Home Boy' after a particularly bad Zima bender.
Now that I have made up a bunch of BS about this amazing man, I fully expect to be notified by his lawyers before then end of this post. So, I would just like to say, thanks for reading this Mr. Stevens, It is truly an honour to be blocked on twitter by such a luminary.
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~ Kev Ink
Monday, March 14, 2011 at 4:00
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That IS a knife, but this is a bigger one. And it fit's in your brain.
I have never met nor seen K.C. Green.
This is how I imagine him/her to be.
Pray he/she takes no offence.
I mean none, but only want to call attention to his/her great awesomeness germinated in my mind-womb.
Seeding in warm, grey marshmallow for neurological nourishment.
My sincere thanks to K.C. for making fun stuff.
Keep it up, oh garfilidic one.
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~Kev Ink
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So, as it turns out the K in KC Green stands for Kenneth.
An article on Wikipedia about him revealed to me further details.
It's about to be delted so learn as many false facts about this fine cartoonist before it's too late.
From now on, I vow to learn as little personal information about the cartoonists I intend to sketch.
My imagination should be sufficient to fill in the missing data.
Friday, March 11, 2011 at 4:00
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