This is a series of conversations with my cousins from last summer (9.2011 ish) and I just got around to doing the last two drawings today. We are all adults. One of the points of this, beyond that it makes me laugh, is that a big reason that I’m on the internet is so I can worship Unicorns and Tom Hardy freely.
me: Tom Hardy is My Boy
PrincessCousin: NO HE IS NOT!
me: ha. I know. I was just checking to see if you were paying attention, because you almost never are.
me: Tom Hardy is our boy.
me: oh come on, what are you even going to do with him?
me: remember when I broke your spirit, just now?
me: what about a trade? (I offer up some names)
PrincessCousin: No, I don’t think there is anyone.
me: Ok, I was going to be civilized. Now, WE FIGHT! ~Bronson Style!~
PrincessCousin: What are you going to do? Grease yourself up?
me: I will bring a librarian in here!
(we all laugh)
CousinManlius: (turns to his little sister) We will f*cking roll you.
me: (pitifully, desperately) Tom Hardy is my boy?
me: *sigh* fine. I’m okay with whatever I am currently doing with him.
PrincessCousin: I can live with that.