Friday, February 18, 2011

He Who Must Not Be MisNamed

The Dark Lord is not too pleased about being thwarted again by the pint-size chosen one. This is the last time that over-achieving, expelliarmus spatting wonderbrat makes me look bad in front of my death-eating posse. Just wait til that thunder stealing jerk gets a load of my new thunder stick. Later.

Friday, February 11, 2011

Back The Truck Up

Gerald here was enjoying his evening snack of leafy greens with the knowledge of receiving some much needed fiber until he spotted you peering at him from a bush like some love-sick stalker. Seething with anger from the sheer gall of someone invading his privacy, he grinds his meal all the while contemplating your fate. Back up slowly and don't make any sudden movements. Stop, Drop, and Roll!

Thursday, February 10, 2011


Some bg's I did recently for a friend. Creepy cemetery and the polar opposite, break your teeth sweet Candyville. Enjoy!