Brazilian Wax Arkward

Shitty Days.

The Shittiness of this day? MASSIVE.

It was, like, FAIL-fest  - except it was the " giggle uncontrollably and be uncomfortably cinical " kind of fail-fest. I've never seen so many bewildered faces in my poor, short, FAIL crussade.

So, it started like



"Are you trying to fanart again?"

" Me ? Never , dammit. Why would you suspect me of such inhuman deeds? Do I look like such a horrible person to you?"

"I see someone I should recognize but don't. Kitchen, stay away from Hetalia."

"Pff, amateur."




"Very, very clean, Dear."

"Shut up. Clean is for wusses . I am the lady of dirt and unclean lines."

"Try being clean for once?"

"Clean is the source of the unoriginal. Like Porn."

"...Porn isn't clean."

"It isn't?"



" Hah ! What's that for cleanliness? See the lack of smudges? See ?!"

"The red is cheatage."

"Die on a ditch, bitch ."

Then Bustaffa was all like  "Anatomy is unimportant. Ignore it"



"For you , maybe." went the Amoeba in my head. She is always there . But he was very adamant in the whole " Search for new types of bodies and keep that pencil on the paper, without separating it. " and I was like



" Shit , It's like a miscarriage ."

"Because you are the queen of Tact."

and my ego died.

Next thing I knew, it all became rather normal



"Try drawing like you usually do."

"FAILing?"

"Can you stop it with the Fail thing?"

"No."





"You are getting worse, you know."

"Train. The world was moving."

"For the first time?"

"For me , baby."

Things were more amusing when the Markers came in



"Try using Markers?"

"Why?"

"Because it might help with the FAILage."

"FAILage cannot be dodged. It's inevitable. Like sex."

"You are very delicate, today. Very gentlemanish."

"I'm a woman."

"Are you sure?"

"In my penis."



"I can see the FAIL, indeed."

"Told ya. You can't beat my FAILness."

and all ended with the "When in Doubt, go for cuteness. It never fails."

But FAIL ensued.



So, yeah. Incredible FAIL-fest all day long. Shitty day. Shitty as hell.

Oh, and the lack of elegance? It is the effect of lack of Sleep. Kitchen becomes very vulgar when she's sleepy.