Welcome to the very beginnings of Typewriter Fox Studios, a multi-media, multifaceted, multi-ratcheted, multi-orgasmic, organical, non-vegan (because fuck all that),
bacon beer whiskey boob depression-fueled trove of juvenile-jerk-off-jibberish and infantile doodles.
Give it a peek, try to break it, just don’t be too harsh in your assessment….it’s still just a baby. And you have to be nice to babies. Because, for some fuckered-up reason, it is frowned upon in modern American society to non-gay-sashay up to an infant and tell them, in tenderly adulty tones, that they need to just shut the fuck up. Or comment upon how ugly they are and that you truly hope that they will eventually grow into their faces.