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A Moving story...and taking two commissions (okay, I lied)
9 years ago
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(if you're a tl;dr sort, I've got two opened commission slots, refer to this for pricing; http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/7499304/
...if you're curious about my move, read below!
Once upon a time, there was a landlady who seemed...relatively okay, easy-going, easy to get along with, and sunshine and sparkles followed her wherever she went. Of course, they were second hand sparkles that were probably actually dust, and the sunshine came from painfully bright and offensive tube lights that you'd find at lawl-mart...but regardless, she seemed o-k. She owned a trailer park...or four, and one of these such courts had a beautiful palace...well, not so much a palace, more like a half-assed cardboard box that had wood paneling, new carpet and a toilet...but it was roomy enough for the lion and tiger, and all their collectible shit.
Behind the palace, there was a cave/garage, where several redneck pot-smoking trolls used to fix shitty vehicles, and let their dog crap all over the lawn...and probably peed in the sink in that cave/garage. But in a year or two, the wonderful landlady banished the hick scrubmuffin trolls, and the lion and tiger got the cave/garage, and yet had more room for all their SHIT. In that same year, the landlandy commissioned a brand new bathroom for the lion and tiger...unfortunately she cheapened out on every single aspect and didn't put in the fart fan she promised, but the bathroom was so nice (for all of three months) the lion and tiger didn't care.
In the years to come the lion and tiger became very comfortable, and accumulated still more shit, never thinking they'd have or need to move anytime soon. It wasn't the best place, by they were both content, thinking the wonderful contentment would never end...until the landlandy showed her true colors. It turned out, she was secretly and evil soulless bitch...I mean witch, who had an evil plan to put in a trailer right behind the garage the lion and tiger were renting. This would mean sharing their driveway, having to deal with yet still more rednecks, their safety ad security put in jeopardy.
The lion tried to plea with the landlandy to reconsider, offering to rent the land beside the garage too. But the landlandy, being the evil souless bitchdropping witch, only cackled and replied with 'no, a trailer must go there! mwuhahaha!' she then disappeared in a puff of green queef smoke and the lion and tiger never heard from here again...except at random times she'd would come to taunt them while they were moving.
The lion and tiger were sad, they had to pack up all their shit, and where would they find a new place that would house all their shit? As it happened, there was another magical landlandy, who was the good sister of the evil bitch one...actually no they weren't related at all, thank god, but I'm going for an oz motif. Anyways, she had a REAL palace, with plenty of rooms, a nice yard that wasn't near any trailers, and three bathrooms...which made the tiger very happy as he always seemed to be the one to have to wait for the single bathroom at the old hell hole. The lion and tiger rejoiced, they had a new place that would fit all their stuff...I mean shit. They could possibly own it one day, too, so hopefully will not have to move again anytime soon...unless they're able to move to california some day, I'm all over that shit.
It was a lot of work, going up and down stairs, taping boxes, and involved lots of wondrous swearing and screaming as they accidentally banged into the mystical walls of their palace and the dryer rammed into the wall...but the lion and tiger were happy that they were fortunate to find a place that was more than perfect for their needs.
The end.
...oh, and the evil bitch landlandy eventually died of butt cancer...and all the trailer scrubmuffin hick redneck trolls blew up, and there was much rejoicing.
Yaay.
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Hey folks
thanks for all those who replied to my last journal, your support was very much appreciated, even if I can't get back to you all. I need to get back to work on some Halloween pics, but as it happens I do need a few funds for an event coming up that nearly forgot...and things are a bit tight. SOOO, as linked above for pricing, see that, oh but currently I have to tack on another $5 for commissions due to paypal expenses...just bear that in mind when I'm quoting you. Send me a note please or respond here, and again, thank you all for being so awesome and understanding about stuff!
~Boz
...if you're curious about my move, read below!
Once upon a time, there was a landlady who seemed...relatively okay, easy-going, easy to get along with, and sunshine and sparkles followed her wherever she went. Of course, they were second hand sparkles that were probably actually dust, and the sunshine came from painfully bright and offensive tube lights that you'd find at lawl-mart...but regardless, she seemed o-k. She owned a trailer park...or four, and one of these such courts had a beautiful palace...well, not so much a palace, more like a half-assed cardboard box that had wood paneling, new carpet and a toilet...but it was roomy enough for the lion and tiger, and all their collectible shit.
Behind the palace, there was a cave/garage, where several redneck pot-smoking trolls used to fix shitty vehicles, and let their dog crap all over the lawn...and probably peed in the sink in that cave/garage. But in a year or two, the wonderful landlady banished the hick scrubmuffin trolls, and the lion and tiger got the cave/garage, and yet had more room for all their SHIT. In that same year, the landlandy commissioned a brand new bathroom for the lion and tiger...unfortunately she cheapened out on every single aspect and didn't put in the fart fan she promised, but the bathroom was so nice (for all of three months) the lion and tiger didn't care.
In the years to come the lion and tiger became very comfortable, and accumulated still more shit, never thinking they'd have or need to move anytime soon. It wasn't the best place, by they were both content, thinking the wonderful contentment would never end...until the landlandy showed her true colors. It turned out, she was secretly and evil soulless bitch...I mean witch, who had an evil plan to put in a trailer right behind the garage the lion and tiger were renting. This would mean sharing their driveway, having to deal with yet still more rednecks, their safety ad security put in jeopardy.
The lion tried to plea with the landlandy to reconsider, offering to rent the land beside the garage too. But the landlandy, being the evil souless bitchdropping witch, only cackled and replied with 'no, a trailer must go there! mwuhahaha!' she then disappeared in a puff of green queef smoke and the lion and tiger never heard from here again...except at random times she'd would come to taunt them while they were moving.
The lion and tiger were sad, they had to pack up all their shit, and where would they find a new place that would house all their shit? As it happened, there was another magical landlandy, who was the good sister of the evil bitch one...actually no they weren't related at all, thank god, but I'm going for an oz motif. Anyways, she had a REAL palace, with plenty of rooms, a nice yard that wasn't near any trailers, and three bathrooms...which made the tiger very happy as he always seemed to be the one to have to wait for the single bathroom at the old hell hole. The lion and tiger rejoiced, they had a new place that would fit all their stuff...I mean shit. They could possibly own it one day, too, so hopefully will not have to move again anytime soon...unless they're able to move to california some day, I'm all over that shit.
It was a lot of work, going up and down stairs, taping boxes, and involved lots of wondrous swearing and screaming as they accidentally banged into the mystical walls of their palace and the dryer rammed into the wall...but the lion and tiger were happy that they were fortunate to find a place that was more than perfect for their needs.
The end.
...oh, and the evil bitch landlandy eventually died of butt cancer...and all the trailer scrubmuffin hick redneck trolls blew up, and there was much rejoicing.
Yaay.
----
Hey folks
thanks for all those who replied to my last journal, your support was very much appreciated, even if I can't get back to you all. I need to get back to work on some Halloween pics, but as it happens I do need a few funds for an event coming up that nearly forgot...and things are a bit tight. SOOO, as linked above for pricing, see that, oh but currently I have to tack on another $5 for commissions due to paypal expenses...just bear that in mind when I'm quoting you. Send me a note please or respond here, and again, thank you all for being so awesome and understanding about stuff!
~Boz
also, will you still be open come thursday? thats when I get paid
But no worries, I've loved your style for a loooooooooooooooong time, its convenient that you need help because of your move (which, from experience, is never fun)
You forgot to mention how her butt cancer became a whole nother minion/slave/troll/handyman and he died too.
If only I could tap some snazzy red shoes to fix drywall...
I'd love to commission you again, although I did get a (fantastic) pic from you just recently... If you don't get bites soon and don't mind taking on something from me again, give me a poke. :)