Not my drawing, and no idea who's - if it's yours, please step up and claim it, for it is magnificent. If I could draw - and it certainly is a talent I lack - I'd draw all sorts of wonderful monstrosities - and why not? For, I could, and if you can, I posit, you must. Why else do you have the ability?
To sing, to write, to fight, to draw, some are blessed/curse with a need to express, and the best, I find, are those mated with a warped mind. Only from the outside do we all advance. And thus, the beauty of a horse making out with a duck.
Symbolically, of course. This edge, this "warpedness", is what allows us hoo-mons to be so fantastically inventive. And invention is what separates us from all other life on Earth, and possibly for some distance in the stellar neighborhood.
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I'm staring at this picture
And I wonder "What the fuck?"
Should I call it "Kiss my ass"
Or maybe "Suck my duck?"
HAHAHAHAHA!
Maybe a whinny, maybe a quack,
Maybe a horse & duck cough --
The noises combined would sound something like 'WHACK'--
So here they both are, whacking off.
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