“Some people call me the space cowboy, yeah
Some call me the gangster of love
Some people call me Maurice
Cause I speak of the pompitous of love
People talk about me, baby
Say I’m doin’ you wrong, doin’ you wrong
Well, don’t you worry baby
Don’t worry
Cause I’m right here, right here, right here, right here at home
Cause I’m a picker
I’m a grinner
I’m a lover
And I’m a sinner
I play my music in the sun
I’m a joker
I’m a smoker
I’m a midnight toker
I get my lovin’ on the run
Wooo Wooooo…..”
This ends one of two ways:
1) Everyone at Washington Union starts wearing tinfoil hats, or,
2) Miranda realizes she actually really doesn’t want to know all the intimate sexual details other students are thinking. (I mean, come on, she’s bound to stumble across at least one furry. That would scare any sane person off.)
Thanks, I’m so excited for where its going. I think it combines the best aspects of two of my previous favorite story arcs, so it’ll be a new fav for me at least.
me thinks these two lovely ladies should be added to the cast there =D
Yeah I was thinking of updating the cast list to include more of the characters haha
Logic usually tends to ruin an evil, anything evil actually
Logic tends to ruin a lot of things. We should stop using logic.
I second that motion! Screw Logic!
“Some people call me the space cowboy, yeah
Some call me the gangster of love
Some people call me Maurice
Cause I speak of the pompitous of love
People talk about me, baby
Say I’m doin’ you wrong, doin’ you wrong
Well, don’t you worry baby
Don’t worry
Cause I’m right here, right here, right here, right here at home
Cause I’m a picker
I’m a grinner
I’m a lover
And I’m a sinner
I play my music in the sun
I’m a joker
I’m a smoker
I’m a midnight toker
I get my lovin’ on the run
Wooo Wooooo…..”
Steve Miller Band – The Joker……just cause
If this were Tumblr, I’d reblog this. But it’s not, so I won’t.
Well now in my head this song is playing in the background of this comic, which means Miranda has good taste in music.
well she had to have good taste in something right?
This ends one of two ways:
1) Everyone at Washington Union starts wearing tinfoil hats, or,
2) Miranda realizes she actually really doesn’t want to know all the intimate sexual details other students are thinking. (I mean, come on, she’s bound to stumble across at least one furry. That would scare any sane person off.)
Or clop clop
*shudders*
I am really enjoying this storyline. Also, the art style is getting really streamlined. Good work, man. I look forward to seeing where this is going.
Thanks, I’m so excited for where its going. I think it combines the best aspects of two of my previous favorite story arcs, so it’ll be a new fav for me at least.