oh hey, it's Terry. and some purple.

he has pretty much become my doodle punching bag. whenever I get tired of drawing majestic whatevers I draw him fagging about.

the two hos at the bottom are workers from the host club/cafe across the street. Terry has to pass them on the way to lunch every day. He sometimes wishes they would die in an inappropriately large dildo related fire. I have yet to come up with names for them.

I wish there was a real magazine called Classy Boners.