eldergoodra

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Hello, today is my birthday, and I would like to share a comic I made in the last year with you. It's called Broomistega and Thrinaxodon.

This comic was originally printed with yellow, fluorescent pink, light teal, and violet risograph inks. Physical copies are available in my shop.

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pretty normal podcast listening experience i think,

#john doesn't even have a degree in library sciences

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you can do more than one of these if you want

actually, you can do anything you want

live unapologetically and without restraint

#the only thing preventing me from an evil shower is that I'd slip and die

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ancient

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im a blorbo apologist but also they did every bad thing they did and i will get mad if u ignore that. complexities

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secrets of farming (1863) - john w. large

"yeowch augh taking damage ough eurgh"

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This is what posting your artwork after a mutual posts a big life update feels like

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they are canceling me for the way i deal with grief. also, for the infinite number of destroyed universes

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Photo time!

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Spy Around Here

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Frontiers

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how nearsighted people look at you

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1 am thinking abt the triassic cuddle once again and getting sad. The Thrinaxodon was in a torpor and wouldn’t have woken up before it drowned in the rain. The Broomistega was badly injured and dying. Neither of them ever actually knew each other but their last moments are curled up together and immortalized in stone Hggggm