you will believe a walkerton can have a giant penis
Here is what my very good friend Robowang does to my art, with my blessing.
….behind a “read more” cut, because I am not quite THAT evil.
SO HEY REMEMBER THESE?
I’m trying to figure out whether I should publish these in Dumbing of Age book 2 or not. I mean, I can put the Joyce/Sarah and Dina ones (both not pictured here) in there no problem. And Dorothy’s probably fine, she’s clothed enough. But I wonder if it’s in bad form to get to the end of a book and find a bunch of practically naked people. And… oh god, some conventions might consider this naughty material, and… kids everywhere, and… okay, talked myself out of it.
Too bad! Danny’s is basically the most awesome thing.
Here’s a censored version which links to the uncensored version so you can reblog this instead if you wanna.
this is supposed to be hot but it looks like a man with a butt head who’s extremely dissatisfied with his life
I can’t stop laughing at this. Just when I finally stop laughing, I crack up again. Oh, sad butt man. Don’t cry. I don’t want to see what kind of tears you’d make.
He’s got…
wait for it
…BUTTS DISEASE
Here is an excerpt from my erotic historical fiction novel, Lincoln’s Log, coming in 2013 to an airport bookstore near you:
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Abraham Lincoln looked at Mary Todd Lincoln hungrily. “I want to do sex with you,” he said. “I am the sixteenth president of the United States.”
Mary Todd took off all her clothes and then she and Abraham Lincoln started touching each other in places. Like inside the log cabin, on top of the kitchen table, and such. “How many times should we do sex?” she said. “How about fifty, once for each state in the United States.”
“Yes,” said Abraham Lincoln. “That sounds pretty good.”
Unfortunately they did not see John Wilkes Booth hiding in the bushes outside.
