The Furry Salinity Test
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Like Spiderwoman of late then.
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Found some in my RSS reader
I rather wish you hadn't. And I don't want to know why you have such things in your RSS feed.
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Lol. Escher girls are what you get when comic book (usually comic book anyway) artists have never seen a real woman and try to draw females based purely on maximizing secondary sex characteristics.
I remember Linkara griping on a lot of comics where you can apparently see all the juicy bits of an anatomy, even if in real world that sexy pose would result in breaking your spine at least.
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The doctor bursts into the room as the machines blare, slamming his hands on the edge of the gurney. "No, you musn't give up!" he cries, curling his trembling fingers within Doug Winger's coarsely bunched chest hair. The pallid form beneath him wriggles, like a snake caught in a trap, his breath eager to escape and impossible to invite back in.
"Doc..." he heaves, his eyes red and his lips cracked and his face looking like a badly cooked pan of fried rice. "My legacy...my legacy."
The doctor cracked his back from straightening himself so quickly, his nostrils flaring with excitement and the smell of impending death. "A legacy, Mr. Walker? What is it? I'll do anything to honor your last request!" The doctor's voice wavered and he had to try his best to choke back a stream of tears. Truly, he was touched.
"In my bag," Walker growled, flopping his arm with what strength remained within him to show which direction it was in. The doctor strode over to the bag, almost stumbling over his own feet and the immense weight of his task, and pulled out an inked piece of artwork. It was a squirrel woman, with balls the size of cantaloupes and a throbbing dick which resembled the hot dog part of the Oscar Meyer Wiener car. It was being hastily stuffed into pants way too small, and an old bitty
characatred as a wrinkled poodle was shrieking in disgust."And what am I to do with this?" asked the doctor, his mind unable to process what exactly was happening all at once. He was still focused on the balls.
"I just...thought of a good one," wheezed Doug, clutching his chest and squinting through pain to laugh with a hollow, rattling chuckle. "The caption...'Are these pants bothering you, lady? Cus they're...killing...me..."
And those were the last words of Doug Winger. The doctor fell to his knees and dropped the artwork on the ground with a clatter. He swore he heard the gates of Valhalla swing open to welcome a new heroic soul.
Truly, the doctor realized, a genius was lost.
RIP famous furry porn artist
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Immediate response to the name "Doug Winger":
Temporary object {491} created with 1 attributes, 12 inferred attributes, and 3 links.
Am I salty enough?
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TIL the newlivator used to be green...RIP
Well then...
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Are you reading through every WTDWTF thread, or just bumping old ones for the lulz?
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Are you reading through every WTDWTF thread, or just bumping old ones for the lulz?
Nah, nothing so organized!
Every week, at random times (Up to four times per month), I allow Discourse's Suggested Topics to suggest a topic at least 200 days old, for the which I read and, depending on content and desire, necro it.Thus far, I have brought back approximately 11 topics, two which occasionally stay necro'd! (Including the "New Forums are Here!" topic!)
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Never heard of him, actually, but he didn't draw things I was interested in, apparently. @Tsaukpaetra said:
RIP
Well then...
In other news, Grandpa Kage passed away recently. RIP.
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TIL the newlivator used to be green...
Nope, the green one was called the "greenbar".
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TIL the newlivator used to be green...
If I wasn't on mobile I'd post the CSS to replicate the experience. (Bad Ideas )More importantly, you got to see @boomzilla's avatar before its hattening.
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So creative.
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"newlevator" and "jellypotato" were invented by the same person!