Fish Containing Broken Dude

It's, er... a fish containing... oh, c'mon! You know that I make this stuff up as I go along...

Beep! Beep!

I usually either throw away or "file away" about a third or more of the sketches/drawings that I post up on this Blog. I draw straight with ink & often before I've woken up, so some just don't work & some, er... some fall under the "It was almost a good idea" catagory and are abandoned or swiftly hidden in one of my files to maybe revisit the idea at a later date.

Here's a few "abandoned drawings" from the last couple of weeks that I've decided to inflict on you for various reasons...

Gabriel, Gog and Magog... On Mars! Arch-Angels and Biblical Monsters versus Martians. How did I manage to fuck this up? Oh, well...

Home again, Home again... Do elephants really wear suits? And how did he fasten that tie? Plus how do you spell jiggety with a hangover? Okay, and, uh, what else is wrong in this picture???

Those Modern Couples... As you can tell, I'm a keen observer of the "human condition" and have a balanced non-judgmental view of my fellow man...

...And speaking of "well-balanced", here's More News From Nowhere, or "Enough Sex, Bernard!" 

You should see some of the ones that I throw away...

Tit Flies...

Lonesome Prairie... 

    "Banana Tits"?! I need to get some sleep..!

Wake Up! Wake Up!

The Filthy Moods Hostel for Hostile Cartoonists has been a little empty lately, but not to worry, for I have had a bit of a poke around in the murky corners and the dusty windowsills to see what the previous guests have left behind.

Here and below are the items of lost property that turned up.

If they belong to you, please collect them  no later than yesterday. Standard handling fee of a slice of your sanity, and an ounce of your patience applies as usual.

"Momma,.. Can You Hear Me?"

I may have an explanation for this in the morning...

A Tale of New Frontiers...

"...And the LORD said, Take thyselves to distant lands, and the inhabitants there should also be servants unto Me. You will discover these worlds and spreadeth My Words. And you will love and not abuse these peoples..."

So we did. But, we had firearms and dicks, and they didn't.

So it goes...

"Glump!"

More navigation based humour transposed into a symbiotic anthropomorphic couple of roadcrawlers...

'Tis the Season to Be Jolly...

And it's probably the Season to get away with puns that I should be ashamed of the rest of the year.

This was going to be the Filthy Moods Christmas card...