Yeah, I haven't been on Deviantart for a while as my comp broke down and at the moment I'm trying to buy a new laptop.... >.>
At the moment, I'm just on here to check messages whenever I can.[darn]

I've got tons more freaky-deaky-fishbiscuit artwork, and I'll try to scan and upload whenever possible....

OMG SANDWICH RAPING CAT OF SAUDI ARABIA KABOOM

Ahem, sorry for that brief display of compassion there.

I woke up in a room in which the walls were made entirely of small cabinets. There was a bed with a midget sleeping in it in one corner and a man wearing a giant light bulb over his head in another corner. The first thing I did was cast my level 5 "wake up a midget" spell. When the midget was awake I realized the bed was actually a massage table. Then I opened all of the small cabinets to find out if they lead to other rooms. I made the midget, who informed me his name was Dildo-Sponge, Moist Dildo-Sponge, crawl through the cabinets to each and every room and report back to me his findings. While Dildo-Sponge was gone I walked up to the man with the light bulb on his head and tried to interact with him, but all he would say was "LOOK AT ME! I'M A LAMP!" and "MY FUCKING HEAD IS BURNnnnnnning!" After a while Dildo-Sponge returned from his adventure to tell me that all the rooms except one were just giant steel ovens. The other one contained a really angry four sided figure that can't speak and kills people with repetitive motion. Also known as a Voiceless Quadrangular Fricative. Dildo-Sponge realized he was actually killed by the Voiceless Quadrangular Fricative and was a ghost. I thought maybe the light bulb man was the key to stopping the VQF. Unfortunately before I could try to use him he was killed by the repetitive motion of having his head smashed against a cabinet handle.

At this point, the Invisible Tsar railed with fury from atop his giant tortoise.


Clubs

Sleeves Of Humanity, for our new band.

Daphanonnnie flannelflaps; 1994
300 monkeys i passed to you,
angel is daphonine potatao.
hand painted Fingers flutter by,
Cloth in a box. Earthmonkey.
Vacuum Flowers within,
Vailid till 1914-2014.
COMMENTS ARE WELCOME UNDER the napalm gods' hands.
ADRENALIN. i do exist i do exist.
Clubs

Recently I've started to develop a worry for bald men who don't fully shave their heads. You know the type. The bald man that refuses to accept their hair is gone. If you're one of these people, shave it all off, let it go. This kind of man looks like a mental patient who's been let out for the day.





Clubs

Hello there strangers, friends and other beings that can be aware of their own existence.
Lets start here. My full name is Angel-Luis Duarte Burman ( yes, my first name REALLY is Angel ) And the things I love in life so far are:
Music That almost everyone hates like Grindcore that just sounds like a group of drum filled trolleys thrown of a cliff and onto a passing and intercepted shoal of lemonade filled wheelie bins. ...If you don't like it, Then I shall set my army of oddly shaped ponies on you )
Running around screaming
Randomly:
Dancing
Laughing
Saying something like "The Archduke of the Democratic Republic Of Congo has just recovered from a serious error and has become pregnant, Thus becoming consumed by a passing giant octopus"
Hugging people (one day I'm gonna hug a zombie)
Imagining things
Japanese things
kicking things
Serial tree staring
cheese
chocolate
Windows XP ( Vista is to kranky and shiny )
MP3 players
*cough* fish
Steve Stapleton

But what I like more than all Those things is art and drawing!