Bartoons: Bald Albinos

Bartoons were born of desperation and a twisted need to record all of the demented, sideways shite that you will see and hear in the average college-town bar. As with playing pool, i've found that there is a definate correlation between JUST the right amount of shit-facedness and visceral brilliance. Too much liquor and i start sinking the metaphorical Bartoon eight-ball too early in the game, but if i somehow find the razor-edge between buzzed and sloppy sloshed, i can pump out some really brilliant observations.
This should probably be a scrap, but i wanted to give y'all a chance to hip yourself to the scraps section of my page if you're interested in seeing more of these little scrawl-ditties. There really is some freaking funny stuff in my bartoon books, and i'll probably be inking a bunch of them and taking some decent pictures of them soon... now that i have 's castoff digital camera. YAY. i get to suck up more bandwidth with pointless ramblings.
GO ME!!

by the way, bald albinos DO actually scare me.