roger: i was always told to find someone who was mentally stimulating. unfortunately, i have a thing for dumb pretty people.
maurice: that's me!
(ok so i dont draw like ever and anatomy is not my strong suit but recently ive been trying to get into it and got 😍inspired‼️ so this is my very beginner/never draws level art 😩🙏)
Three months ago I pitched an idea for a party game. Today, ‘WHAT THE PLOT?!™’ is a real game and available for pre-order! I am so excited. Thank you everyone for your support!
Jack: If I could speak the language of rabbits they would be amazed and I would be their king.
Maurice: I hate my name. It has "rice" in it. Mau-rice.
Roger: I lost my virginity to my cousin Jeanie.
Jack: I would be kind to my rabbit subjects. At first.
Maurice: You know what's a cool name? Angelo. That has "angel" and "jell-o" in it.
Roger: It was uncle Murray's funeral and we were back at my aunt Barbara's house. Our eyes locked over the pickled herring. We were never meant for it to happen.
Jack: One day I hold a great ball for the president of France. But the rabbits, they hate me and don't come. I'm embarrassed so I eat all the lettuce in the world and make them watch.
Maurice: People could call me Angie. [In terrible New York accent] "Yo, Angie. How's it going?".
Roger: To this day I can't look at pickled herring without being aroused and ashamed. Oh, cousin Jeanie.