Look, I can explain.

I woke up this morning wanting to just do a lineart piece using my own portrait and then I logged onto Justin.TV to broadcast my desktop.

One thing led to another-- crazy ideas started flowing left and right and then this happened. Trust me. YOU HAD TO BE THERE WHEN IT HAPPENED.

I know this isn't anthro art, and I apologize. But I feel dreadfully held back if I didn't show this.

I really wish I could grow a fro like that... ...

Also, I REALLY wish even more that I could be the one in charge of the new Grand Theft Auto-- what and whenever that might be. I'd totally make that game worthwhile.

Just for the sake of a story of the game that will never be-- let me just name the character then.

Yea, so the guy in the pic IS me but I can't grow that afro meaning it isn't me... so let's just call the guy in the piece "Turoy Eugenes"

Turoy Eugenes - The mad thug of the streets with big dreams, big hopes and love for women with booties even larger.

He loves, he kills, he loves his city, he'll also kill those who live in his city. Neverending cycle right? So is the struggles for bein' hood in the city of Sierrace. Straight gangsta, neva dyin' alway's livin'!

"One Love. Y'all, one love!" - Turoy Eugenes.

FRI - Sierrace is the name of the fictitious city I base almost ALL my artwork and characters who live there by...

I'm gonna get sued for this, I know it...