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I'm one of those people you go to for UNcommon sense.

I like reading books, writing books, reading about writing books, writing about reading books, reading comic books, writing comic books, ... heck, if it involves english in its written form, assume I like it.

My hobbies include drawing, researching, pacing excessively, reading, writing, and avoiding arithmatic.
Wow, haven't commented in a while... bad fan, bad fan, no cookie.

Ah yes, family emergencies. I love your comforting. XD I just tell the poor schmucks straight out "I have no clue what to say here, But I want to comfort you." and pat them awkwardly. All hail Asperger's, hahaha!

I'm glad everything turned out alright. :)
I love everything about this conversation.
You're a great storyteller, David. Thank you for sharing your life with us.

You can tell how mad I am by how quietly I close the door. I tried the whole rebellious teen slam door thing once, you know? YEAH. Just once. That had kind of awful consiquences and I never did it again. I subconsiously remember that when I'm super ticked off or something so I yell and storm away and close the door VERY VERY QUIETLY. Hahaha!
September 23rd, 2012
MY SISTER DID THIS TO ME. Except she flipped me over her shoulder. And I didn't yell because apperently bodily harm does not make my "Things To Yell at Little Sister For" list. Or it could have been, you know, because I couldn't breathe.

@daviddoesntgetit: Labrador Retriever. FAT Labrador Retriever.
Bwahahaha! I had an aunt who called her dog D.O.G. (as in, spelled it out. Sounds like "dee-oh-gee") I remember because I was like 7 and he was huge, and would sit on me when I was laying on the floor and I couldn't get up. Good times.
@daviddoesntgetit: Oh wow, I'll have to look those pictures up! They sound fantastic.

The interstate going through El Paso TX is about thirty feet from Juares (pronounced whar-ez) Mexico. You have towering glass buildings housing the USA's prosparity on one side of you, and hills covered with broken homes, stacked on top of each other like piles in a landfil on the other. It's a site to see, I tell you.

EDIT: HAhahaha! Those pictures were great, and the fence was... actually impressive! We got chain link and freaking barbed wire! XD
@daviddoesntgetit: Ha, that's great. Hey, thanks for answering my question, even though it was pretty darn strange. Anyways, coolio. :)
Hey, congratulations on being a Godfather! And here's hope for a problem free pregnancy for Amy. :)

Weirdo question: lots of people toted around a stuffed animal or blanket when they were kids. I'd drag around my dad's socks (they were huge!) and a bear my dad got gambling. Did you guys have anything like that? If so, what?
Haha, I concur. Were I live, everyone is poor, and those who aren't got it through hard hard work and don't flaunt it. I went up to a camp I busted my buttocks saving for in Virginia when I was 14. Kid's were forging friendships on the hardships of ketchup stains on designer clothing and I was staring at my shirt and thinking "I wonder if church donation bin counts as a brand." XD
Hahaha, good times.
@daviddoesntgetit: Ha! I hadn't but it doesn't surprise me. Pretty much every town on this side has a corresponding town across the border, and they aren't all clearly defined, some of them are feet from each other. I know places where US citizens have been injured or killed because the bullets someone shot in Mexico didn't go through a checkpoint. Apperently the fence isn't bullet proof. XP
Ha! My sister and I loved exploring too, but we would trek our desert instead of a woods. She loved climbing, but I was the eldest and responsible for stopping accidental suisides, so I didn't get as much out of it.

I have a story similar to your homeless camp, with a little bordertown flavor thrown in. Once when climbing on a crumbling cattle auction pin when I was about 10, we came across the pack of an illegal immagrant. We hightailed it out of there, never told anyone. Either we were that afraid of being caught in the pins (we weren't supposed to be playing there since they were, you know, falling appart in large child smashing hunks)or had been told too many horror stories about what the cartel does to young white blonde girls. Either way, that was the moment I realized that the actions I take, be they noble or cowardly, shape the lives of people I might not even know. What would that persons life be like now, if we hadn't kept mum?

Anyways, it's something I hadn't remembered in quite a while. Thanks for reminding me. :)
Very nice art! I love you're character designs, they're very destinctive.
Ow. My heart. :( I'm suddenly very nervous for Jeremy...
I love how Max just agrees. lol
June 14th, 2012
I like Heart's face in the last one, very "I'm-freaked-out-and-your-being-an-idiot-sir". :)
February 19th, 2012
^ Seconded!

I LOVE the lay out on this page. Epic.
February 16th, 2012
This is very interesting. I'll keep an eye on it.
Ah! Eyeball! O.O

Love how she's complaining that her kidnapper is making it too easy for her to be rescued... XD
Gah! It's a bush hollow!