Harold.

Thanks Harold. You made one of my favourite things in the world. You will be missed.

Every dead body that is not exterminated becomes one of them. It gets up and kills! The people it kills get up and kill!

Another birthday present, this time for my bike ridin', sword wielding', ass kickin' friend Callie. Here she leads a band of her friends on a merry, gore drenched adventure across a zombie apocolypscape.

If you're looking for a similar piece of artwork for yourself you can find my commission details here!

Any dog under fifty pounds is a cat and cats are useless.

My Birthday present to Swanson-esq mountain of a man, John Paul Bove.

The Killing Of Lenny Long Ears.

                           

 

                           

 

                           

 

This is a short story written by Ricardo Mo and drawn by me, with lettering by Hde. It's about a young girl, known only as Sweetie who's imagination turns everyday problems into a noir tinged detective tale. This is the first of two stories featuring the character. I'll post the second one soon.

You're talking to a machine, but don't be shy, machines need love too.

A better look at the other characters from my Terminator poster.

Wash day tomorrow. Nothing clean. Right?

Your clothes, give them to me. Now.

I'm your boyfriend now, Nancy.