Here’s another thing the future never delivered on: robot booty. I mean, DAMN even Blade Runner had that, and that was all dystopian.

Because I will never be done pimping The Rogues to your face. It’s… not like I have anything else to do.

Ghost Story, page 14

I realize now if I don’t keep my sketch ratio to booty every 3 posts, I lose readers. I… KINDA hate it.

Apparently, the brat on the right is the cool one now. Y’know, this piece inspires me to do a ‘cool’ thoughout the decades, just to show off how stupid everyone’s looked over the years.

When your crappy little stop sign isn’t enough to stop the bitchy soccer mom in the suv, it’s time to hire the Crossing Fraulein…

Ghost Story, page 13

For those of your expecting booty every time I post, you might as well unfollow me here and now. It’s okay. I’ll forgive you someday.

Ghost Story, page 12

Aaand, that’s the end of another sketchbook. Apparently, it’s now a tradition for me to end my books on a pantyshot… Sure, whatever.