Placeholder: I dig deeper into me corny memories hopin' for inspiration, but it's all feelin' a bit mushy in there. Must be the coffee, it's gone straight to me corn flakes! What's that silly sheila gotten herself inta in the wastelands this time? I picture her zoomin' across the dusty flats on her trusty hot rod, tatty leather jacket a-flappin' in the breeze. Desert as far as the eye can corn, not another drongo in sight. But then a noise rises above the howlin' - is that didgeridoo music waftin' over from I dig deeper into me corny memories hopin' for inspiration, but it's all feelin' a bit mushy in there. Must be the coffee, it's gone straight to me corn flakes! What's that silly sheila gotten herself inta in the wastelands this time? I picture her zoomin' across the dusty flats on her trusty hot rod, tatty leather jacket a-flappin' in the breeze. Desert as far as the eye can corn, not another drongo in sight. But then a noise rises above the howlin' - is that didgeridoo music waftin' over from

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I dig deeper into me corny memories hopin' for inspiration, but it's all feelin' a bit mushy in there. Must be the coffee, it's gone straight to me corn flakes! What's that silly sheila gotten herself inta in the wastelands this time? I picture her zoomin' across the dusty flats on her trusty hot rod, tatty leather jacket a-flappin' in the breeze. Desert as far as the eye can corn, not another drongo in sight. But then a noise rises above the howlin' - is that didgeridoo music waftin' over from

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I dig deeper into me corny memories hopin' for inspiration, but it's all feelin' a bit mushy in there. Must be the coffee, it's gone straight to me corn flakes! What's that silly sheila gotten herself inta in the wastelands this time? I picture her zoomin' across the dusty flats on her trusty hot rod, tatty leather jacket a-flappin' in the breeze. Desert as far as the eye can corn, not another drongo in sight. But then a noise rises above the howlin' - is that didgeridoo music waftin' over from
"i feel pain, i feel it, i feel that i am in Hell" You say: "You have to be honest, i will not help you if you lie to me" The man says: "You have to be honest, i will not help you if you lie to me" The man says: "When i felt the truck losing control, i saw a shadow, and a black cloud above me, they were very strange, and they were moving really fast. "When i felt the truck losing control, i saw a shadow, and a black cloud above me, they were very strange, and they were moving really fast.
"i feel pain, i feel it, i feel that i am in Hell" You say: "You have to be honest, i will not help you if you lie to me" The man says: "You have to be honest, i will not help you if you lie to me" The man says: "When i felt the truck losing control, i saw a shadow, and a black cloud above me, they were very strange, and they were moving really fast. "When i felt the truck losing control, i saw a shadow, and a black cloud above me, they were very strange, and they were moving really fast.
Far away, on the distant horizon where the wastelands met the sky, a small but unmistakable figure came into view. She was perched atop a hulking, makeshift vehicle, a ragtag tank that seemed to defy the very laws of mechanics. Her silhouette, framed by the dying embers of the day, was instantly recognizable. Tank Girl, a symbol of defiance and rebellion in this desolate world, rode the contraption with a wild, untamed spirit. Her hair, a shock of colorful disarray, billowed in the wind as she s
Classic Daniel Clowes cover to David Greenberger’s Duplex Planet Illustrated#15, published by Fantagraphics, January 1993.
[sci-fi concept design by W. Heath Robinson] Dorohedoro rides a flashy cyberpunk style motorcycle with big engine and lights in the desert storm
The deadline looms as the unearthly music swells around me. Another mysterious tale takes shape amid the flickering lights and scrapes of stone on stone. What monsters will crawl from the recesses of my mind this time? Mama Yaga's watching, as always, from her crooked hut in the grim forest. I can feel her beady eyes peering through the gloom, waiting to see what images I will weave with pen and ink. The pressure builds, a familiar intruder, but inspiration remains elusive. The radio spirits off
Right, let's think up Tank Girl's latest shenanigans. I picture her zooming across the wastelands on her trusty dragster, her ripped leather jacket and orange Mohawk looking quite spooky in the dust storm winds. The desert stretches out ahead, not another drongo in sight for miles. But somewhere in the sprawl, a spooky sound rises above the howlin' drones. She revs the engine and speeds towards the commotion, trusty boiled lolly in hand just in case of bikie trouble. As her wheels screech around
[sci-fi concept design by W. Heath Robinson] Dorohedoro rides a flashy cyberpunk style motorcycle with big engine and lights in the desert storm
1950’s retro sci-fi space alien visit a diner in the desert
Classic Daniel Clowes cover to David Greenberger’s Duplex Planet Illustrated#15, In the realm of the mind's eye, my dear companion, envision this illustration. A tapestry of memories, vibrant and alive, interwoven with the threads of society. It captures the essence of a shared history, a testament to the intricate dance between individual recollections and the collective narrative. Let the strokes of the artist's brush breathe life into this visual representation, where colors blend and narrati
[Dahlia Death] "You have to be honest, i will not help you if you lie to me" The man says: "When i felt the truck losing control, i saw a shadow, and a black cloud above me, they were very strange, and they were moving really fast." "When i felt the truck losing control, i saw a shadow, and a black cloud above me, they were very strange, and they were moving really fast." w_runYou ask "tell me more about this shadow... could it be... a devil?" w_run You ask "tell me more about this shadow...
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