one-sided conversations

my friend marsena got an interesting phone call in the lounge, and as i listened to her half of the conversation, i tried to put together a story and illustration so she could see how her half sounded. the result was rather entertaining, so i decided to share it. keep in mind that this happened around 4am and i may or may not have been under the influence of severe sleep deprivation, so i cannot take responsibility for my actions.

so here's the story.

her friend, a drug dealer, decided to drive to canada at 3 in the morning, with his friend, a drug user who dressed up as the joker for halloween, and sheep. of course, this looks rather shady to the guards on the border--and i will now direct your attention to the "shady corner" in the bottom right of the illustration--since the two shadiest things in the world are college students and slutty nuns. the guards searched the car and took the engine apart, apparently resulting in the engine exploding. later, the drug dealer and drug user apparently had sex under a waterfall with the sheep and other people watching. they tried to go gambling later, but apparently canadians don't allow wet/naked people to gamble.

also featured in the illustration (and somehow involved in the story, though i can't remember how): drunk girls at a prison and jar jar binks (who looks more like an attractive woman... with a beak?).

the real story is NOTHING like the story i heard, so it is completely irrelevant.

disclaimer: no sheep were harmed in the writing of this blog.