you be surprised by how many people who have zero imagination.. scary really.. i guess i spent way to may days of my chilled hood looking up at the clouds seeing things.. warped me for life. chris.
I imagine that your username is sid187, even thought you claim your name is Chris, because of your chilling life you're trying to no longer live, but reluctant to let go because that chunk of yourself that is infused into your identity. Perhaps you were an ex-mercenary, assassin, or a firm advocate of olive green berets. Tell me, "Chris", what is your most vivid memory? The mark that life has given you that makes you want to flee what was once you, but embrace what you will no longer be. Perhaps "clouds" is a metaphor for something. What was it that you "saw"? What brings you in quiet desperation to these humble forums?
Yeah... I did say it was a guy. I didn't think I'd have to spell it out all the way, but here you go:
Yes, my verbial magic is nearly instant, impeded solely by these fleshy members through which I pour my soul into your screen.
Alien face: Anus: Angry robot reading a book: As I mentioned earlier, but more clearly: Daffy Duck: Frank Zappa's stache: Fat kid:
Me too, those were awesome Anyway I was looking for this sweet veterinary logo for this vet in my city, but couldn't find it online. But I found this sorta similar one that's pretty sweet:
I've never thought about logos this way before. I'm never going to look at another logo the same way again.