I feel like a free range chicken.
There's a strong chance you're not able to vote for this.
And since you can't vote, there's a good chance you're not even here to see this.
And since you can't see this, nobody will care if I walk around naked while I scratch my ass, playing the kazoo.
I better not ruin this post.
Dammit! Focus!
Self, you are an artist. Despite the fact you're talking to yourself right now, distracting people away from your true purpose, ruining yet another art post, making an ass out of yourself, and nobody is here to see it; you must concentrate.
Okay. You got this.
Hi, my name is @NoNamesLeftToUse The Writer/Artist Himself and this is my latest production:
I call it:
That Dog that Got in the Fridge and Ate all of the Goddamn Mustard Again