Ol’ New King Charles went to London,

always remembers dentures but never a button.

His teeth can poke out an eye, he don’t think the economy’s much to cry.

His teeth are busted ‘cause he ate coins and baked beans for lunch, worst of all

he loved his mum too much!

Note to self:

Slashers, rednecks, something with a ceiling fan.

Delays. Charicatures? Insult to injury.

Buck teeth somewhere. Coffee’s good!

Never use powder creamer - instant awful after taste like generic animal crackers. The one with the purple elephant and the lion.

Liquid creamer’s better, but maybe avoid hazelnut.

I’ve been adding too much, haven’t I?

Too much all at once.

Note to self:

No color for a while

Zach Wahls - dunno much ‘bout the boy BUT:

I just remembered the speech done by Zach Wahls about how he’s been raised by lesbian parents as a defense against a discriminative legislation in Carolina years ago.

Confident, cool-strided, collective and mannered lad. Didn’t blow his top, acted cool as he pointed out how his family acted the same like everybody else, nothing bad or anything down that road.

He’s a damn good speaker, gotta tell ya that. I wonder how he’s going now.

And what it would be like to have lesbian parents.

Personal ideas as reminder: Poster, Propaganda, Cryptic, Cryptid, Insult, Satire, Parody.

I just thought of something.

What would happen if Kendrick met Lil’ Darkie?

*I’ve updated the Argument comic. I hope I’ve advanced a bit.

On July 4th, America goes crazy, eats just a bit more, and explode rockets.

Today, some Americans either enjoy half-price margaritas and Coronas.

As Mexicans on Cinco de Mayo, we just look at the calendar.

Then we remember we get to do whatever, maybe have a salud, and go on.

As we all are people, we’re a social crowd.

We gotta talk to each other often - it’s an instinct we have in unison!

So why don’t we all just talk it out?

Spit the spack, spill some tea, play telephone, kick the can, turn the gurdle.

Just a simple discussion to kill off the dead space.