Well, severly over-inflated rears are an original theme to be noterized by. I'll give him that much.

My Staff Sgt suggested centering the CSSD-17 Comm Det sign around the Preditor. Unfortunately I didn't have a photo of what the Preditor was suppose to look like, and what I did from memory ended up looking like a dredlocked horse with the gear of that alien from "I Come In Peace". Oh well.

Conneich, the 12 ft preg herm dragon holding and playing with Talbona's son

Conneich & Tal c/o their players

Here's one to the Adopt-A-Marine Program.
Randy Lee III has finally met Virginia and has decided to make their first date at the local chowhall. This is comparitively similar to being back in Wilbraham, where a Friendly's restaurant is everywhere (because the main plant is there, too), and every date, first or otherwise is at Friendly's (no car, no problem). Anyway, he is being just a tad bit too showy about this, isn't he?

Found this Shoebox greeting card intitled "Dinosaur's Valentine's Day" in which the female comments on how she just LOVE's the scream-filled [humans]. Well, this is like, at the end of the day, after the males showered her with gifts.
weight inflation and all that.

The Marine camps are literally build around the beer tent. As a wayward furry artist and writer, I found that some furs think that a female belching is yiffy. As a Marine, I found that a male belching loudly is cool. Me? I've stopped trying to figure out others, and trying to make myself feel like they do.

Color version of the echidna from the aussie flag, which replaced a previous version that my instructor mistaked for an emu. It's dressed up as Nuckles for easier recognition as an echidna.

It's all a dreeem. It's all a dreeem. It's all a dreeem. Or is it? If a sober reindeer can fly, what can a drunk one do? As I said before, I don't have a digital camera anymore, so I've got to start getting creative (all that architectual and civil engineering training, and I still can't (or won't) do backgrounds), though it looks like he got shrunkened, too. Hey. It can happen.

Aldi sent me an Easter/Good Friday pic, so I whipped this up and distributed this around on Easter. Other than the religious slant, it has nothing to do with Aldi's dual Easter pic, and that's either a semi-macro angel or a squat version of Missy/Roadkillmark.
*heh* Fat yiffy religious viper vore.

If you've never seen this sign in a buffet restaurant, you're just going to have to take my word for it. I wonder what the occupants of such a restaurant in furdom would be like. Would it be like Bootcamp, where they'd force you to stuff yourself until you pucked? Most likely yifftoys wouldn't be allowed, but Virginia's technically not a yifftoy... Don't quote me on that. Earlier I said she couldn't get this big.
And through all this, where's Bitchy?

First underwater "specimen" pic. Done for an illustration for Sleepy's story.

A tonal drawing of Fox McCloud and the pregnant original vixen in his life.
Still have most of the comic Nintendo was running throughout their gaming magizine when the first StarFox came out.

Shasta, and shastataur (*shrug*), and possibly the blue bunny c/o Mamabliss
Pandora, as always, c/o Doug Winger
Alize (the older of my sis's RL ferrets) c/o herself
Miss Brisby c/o whomever
"Bitchy" & Timothy c/o me
idea c/o fur being the fab fashion and the chance to glitz the psycho vixen

Vore pic of my two personal vulpines, Malady and Timothy, and my sis's RL ferrets, Alize and Monet. Timothy's playing keep away, but in a bit of a snag since he's just as easily swallowed as they are.

Go up against the best, and die like the rest. Enough said.

Emily Twinkies is NOT a balloony. I repeat. She is NOT a balloony.

Probably the last pic of the year.
Candy stuffing and whatnot .

Virginia was made a little too normal for Bitchy's likes.

According to one of the books of the "Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy" four part trilogy, Emily Twinkies plan should work.