I draw a lot of things and post them here. The idea is to make myself draw consistently every day and in the end have an online sketchbook for you all to browse through.
Thursday, September 1, 2011
Bros Are in my Attic
If you aren't familiar with the term "bro", allow me to enlighten you. They are a class of dude, who have bad tattoos, listen to awful music, talk about game stats, drink enough beers to down a baby elephant, and have the social graces of a rhino. Also, every other word out of their mouths typically is "Bro" or "Dude".
My particular brood of bros love to wrestle at 2 am, throw bottles from their windows, and listen to bass heavy music. In short, they are a bunch of jack asses. And I don't toss that word around lightly. Usually I have an understanding with the bros. I take the same approach with them as I do with bees. I won't bother them, and they won't bother me.
Today's doodle is one that illustrates bros, at what they do best. Being Bros.
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