And there will be at least one fatass in every unit....

Anyway in Ft. Jackson I was attached to FTC (Fitness Training Company) under WTRP (rehabilitation for injuries sustained during BCT), well "fat camp" for PT failures. There was one private who kept on eating ice cream every chow everyday besides breakfast, and that private will be me. Well actually after getting my ice cream one drill sergeant gave me a death stare which I didn't look, well I can't and rather not to, on my way back to my seat. One female behind me got berated for ice cream.

Anyway that incident gave me an idea so I drew this one. Made a trace drawing to my battle buddy, then told me that he left it taped on the wall close to glass doors on the next day. I don't know if the drill sergeants found out about that drawing.

Drawn on mid-January 2016.

Art belongs to me. Don't make trace of that.
Still needs some fixing, and I'm on my longest art block already....
Moving to scraps after some time.