CYCLESCHEME

I recently got myself a bike so I can cycle to work. Look how happy I am!

Trump l'oeil du Japonais

TRUMPUNZEL

Donald, dude, relax and let your hair down.
And don't sue me, bro.

"Happy Easter, bunts."

Election Special

What can I say about this motley bunch? If you're not familiar with Scottish Politics, quite a lot as it goes.
Going along the top from left to right we have: Iain Gray, Labour leader (meh); Tavish Scott, Lib Dem leader (struggling to show clear water between himself and Nick Clegg); (Gorgeous) George Galloway, Respect/Coalition Against Cuts; Patrick Harvie, Green Party leader (his heart's in the right place, dunno about his brain).
Bottom row: Margo Macdonald, Independent (doyenne of the Scottish Parliament, bauchle and thorn in the side of many); Annabel Goldie, Conservative leader (old-fashioned Scottish Tory [if you like that sort of thing and, yes, they do exist] and the ONLY personality in her party); Alex Salmond, SNP leader and current First Minister (stands head and shoulders above anyone else in his party in terms of ability and truly, madly, deeply wants to be President of Scotland).


Suffice it to say that on Thursday 5th May 2011 they all want your vote.
I say let them have it!

CARTOON CROW

Here he is! Or she. I'm not entirely sure. Cartoon etiquette dictates that any character with big eyelashes is a girl. But comedy bellies are reserved for boys. I'm just smashing through the cartoon gender boundaries here.

CHOOL CHARACHTERZ (sic)

Hey, Turtle Guy.
And Mole Guy, too!




This guy comes around on 25th June.
He magics into your house and, if you've been naughtie (sic again), he nicks all your toys and disappears up the chimney. Actually, he nicks your stuff if you're nice, too. He's...

Negative Santa

aka

Sualc Atnas

aka

Anti-Claus

or maybe it's burglars.

The ArtistGas Guide to the Human Brain: Part 1

The Mind-Bullet*

Nothing says, "I hate you." like a mind-bullet.

The BrainFish

Never mind all that "short term memory" bollocks, this is who's in charge of you forgetting why you went upstairs.

His job is to deliver thoughts. He drops them out his mouth when he breathes. Daftie.

The Stress Tentacle*

Don't suffer alone. Stress is a team-sport. Let 'em know how stressed you really are.

*Courtesy of the King and Queen of Monkey Island, respectively.