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08-04-2009, 08:25 AM
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pow!
Location: NorCal
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preview my new 'toon
 When I thought about the idea that a T. Rex had arms too small for him to reach his own dick, I had a bunch of cartoon ideas all at once. I generally have one or two angles for a gag, but this was overwhelming.
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08-04-2009, 10:14 AM
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Tilted Cat Head
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Location: Manhattan, NY
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well he won't use Charmin because he can't reach his ass to wipe either.
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08-04-2009, 07:00 PM
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Master Thief. Master Criminal. Masturbator.
Location: Windiwana
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as i read, i thought it was going to be "to short for a hug"
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08-05-2009, 02:48 PM
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Leaning against the -Sun-
Super Moderator
Location: on the other side
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...and so were hers? lol excellent toon Clavus. Genius.
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