you know what would be fucking sweet?

it would be fucking sweet if some famous person, i dont care who even though i think mathew perry could do it, were to use their star power for good and use it to take down bono. that sun glass wearing, talk to muching, trying to make a difference dillweed. u2 sucks. always has. always will. won't someone please blow his head off with x ray vision. i wish christopher reeves were still alive cause i think i could get him to fly around and find bono and blow his head up with some x ray vison. oh, if only super powers were real.

i did it. i killed your cat.

i wouldn't even worry about the cat dude. they get nine lives. and i think this one only makes it seven. maybe eight. or nine...maybe your beloved whiskers isn't coming back. sorry dude. i think it is dead.

i've been feeling a little suicidal lately

i mean, all i wanted was a pepsi. just one pepsi. and she wouldnt give it to me.

so i went ahead and drew three. but only this ones for you. like a budweiser. a non alcoholic budweiser. enjoy.

does any one care

i had been away from a scanner when i drew up this drawering and got my ticket, so i'll back date it, but...i got a fucking 138 dollar parking ticket a few weeks ago, back when i was in phoenix, on a car that i haven't driven in over a year and a half. cost as much as my flight to vancouver..fucking phx parking cops in their three wheels chariots of shit. go die...

if this is the way it has to be. so be it.

i wanna to be a lumber jack one day...it probably wont happen until i can officially grow me some amazing facial hair...and all the lumberjacks at the lumberjack office will laugh at me because of my lack of manly facial hair...and they'll send me away until i grow a mans beard...or at the very least a mans mustache...i might have to pull a hulk hogan and dye my facial hair all sweet and manly...i bet worms will be crawling through my body eating at my inarrds before i can grow a proper mustache...bummer

welcome to may. welcome to nowhere

its where we're all heading...and i'll be there waiting...for you...naked...thigh deep in tofu...

attempted unicorn?

do you think you could still get into heaven if you try to attempt unicorn? is there a heaven? lets ask the panda.
no wait. hes dead.

drawed on

the dude who drew this is named patrick jilbert...and it originally came from a skate deck from an art show...and when i saw the photo of said skateboard i said oh. that skateboard is rectangular in shape. much like my chest. i shall have some one who has never given a tattoo to give me a tattoo i thought to myself...(crappy line quality was a must)...steven would you like to draw on my body i ask. steven: sure kalen. i would gladly draw on your body...i replied with sweet...silently i must have said uh oh. but uh oh did not over power sweet in the end because now i have a tattoo of a skull. with wings. and snake legs. on my body..these are tophers photos...from pretty pictures. he shot this with a fancy camera. it doesn't show


check it...
http://stackin-dollars.blogspot.com/

chug! freshman chug!

wow. one beer three panels...hot damn

the beatles were a bunch of fuckin liars...parts 1,2,3,4,5,6,and 7

its too bad i hate working and will never own these things...other than the stereo...and the incredible hulk gloves. they rule.

im not...but you might be

looking at this drawing reminds me of that justin timberlake song, cry me a river. you know the one with that britney spears knock off. i like knock offs. i wanna hang out with britney spears. she has a ll the good drugs im sure of it. we could go in the hot tub. and i would throw compliments her way and she would blush and be like oh kalen, heres some drugs. and id be all like. oh sweet. thanks britney. i cant believe people think you're nuts. i mean, here we are sitting in a hot tub. doing drugs. and i just met you. you're not crazy. you're awesome. high five!

a little sumpin sumpin

growing up i used to only drink strawberry shakes....but now that i am all growed up, i prefer chocolate ones. so i drew you a chocolate one.

mama says they was magic shoes...

they could take me anywhere.

i apologize

i was starving and couldn't wait any longer

its true

they dont...i know this because i have a zombie...and i dont call him anything...
i also dont back the pages when i scan things...its like a special birthday party...where you like, get like, two gifts instead of one gift...hooray! like, you rule.

a quarter past the new year

i drew this because i bought three new sketch books from the lovely lovely wal mart...i should have bought me some new crayons while i was there...