If kidnappers got a penny every time they kidnapped me they’d probably stop doing it because they get way more than that.

If I got a penny every time I plugged theTwogag facebook page I’d have, I dunno, maybe like five dollars?

Taking care of a little spider isn’t that difficult you guys.
Just put the house aflame.

Something that’s 100% arachnid free is the Twogag facebook page.
Bunch of other kind of creeps there though.

The things I’ve had to grow to cover up something someone drew on my body could fill a very long but repetitive art book.

You’ll probably find that the Twogag facebook page isn’t for you.

I rid myself of pride a while ago.
Now that I think about it, it was around the same time when I started drawing comics for free.

It was gone but now it’s back, the Twogag facebook page!
(It was never really gone.)

Last winter I followed what I thought was yeti footprints in the snow, but at the end of the trail all I found was a lost Sasquatch.
Disappointing day.

What’s never disappointing is my Twitter feed.
Because the bar is set so incredibly low.

Sometimes I can’t tell so to be safe I flirt with everything and sort it all out later.

Twitter, Where I ask people what they’re wearing.

Good, that’s just the way I like it.

Twitter, Where I still haven’t learned to appear more interesting than I am.

I usually test the social situations the other way around.
I start a mile away and then just work myself closer inward and hope there’s no random loud sound that’ll scare me off.

Of course on Twitter I’m as obnoxious as I feel like.

No matter what friend I’d chose that person would probably be pissy about it, so you can’t really chose wrong.

Until I manage to figure out how to be genuinely interesting I guess I’m just gonna have to nag you to follow me on Twitter.

This is not strictly true for me, I am able to experience confidence, I’m not that broken. I’m for one very confident in all of my inabilities.

For examples one need only keep an eye on my Twitter feed.