For there are quite insanely bored people (who I like to affectionately call 'arsewipes' ) out there who want to grab your details and hijack your account. I've already hidden three of these messages in the comment box. They came via fellow artists accounts and no, I didn't click on 'em.
These comments said:
This person wrote something about you in their blog: click here
and
This is the most hilarious thing ever: click here
Obviously I don't need to tell you NOT to click on these things. One time I would have, but I've recently seen a few journal entries that have highlighted the scam.
Of course, such shitty actions by the arsewipes makes me wish I could explode their bollocks with the power of thought, Kinda like in the film Scanners, but with exploding testicles instead of heads. If the culprit is female, I would give her a REALLY bad hair day and make her chip a fingernail.
Anyway, I'm not clicking on anything that says 'click here' or any variation on that, now my paranoia has reached it's optimum peak.
In addition, I haven't been around or uploaded anything lately as I'm working on a large canvas featuring the Predator and the Predalien from AVP:Requiem. This is a commission by my brother (bless him...he'd better pay me) and it's taking up most of my time. I'll get round to replies, comments, faves and some uploading when I'm done with it.
Anyway, I'm off now to explode some balls.
Cheerio.
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Devious Comments
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There's a monster in your chest. Its a real nasty one, and in a few hours it will burst its way through your ribcage and you're gonna die. Any Questions?
This is Ripley, last survivor of the Nostromo, signing off.
The Wolf/Predalien picture is almost finished
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~Men are arrested. Dogs get put down~
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There's a monster in your chest. Its a real nasty one, and in a few hours it will burst its way through your ribcage and you're gonna die. Any Questions?
This is Ripley, last survivor of the Nostromo, signing off.
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Twitter: [link] Watch me ramble on like a loon.
My EBAY page: [link]
~Men are arrested. Dogs get put down~
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There's a monster in your chest. Its a real nasty one, and in a few hours it will burst its way through your ribcage and you're gonna die. Any Questions?
This is Ripley, last survivor of the Nostromo, signing off.
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For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten son and whosoever believeth in Him shall not perish, but have everlasting life.
I've seen paupers as kings
Puppets on strings
Dance for the children who stare
You must have seen them everywhere
And remember, if you do get published one day, spare a thought to the lovely young(ish *coughs*) englishwoman who would kill to illustrate an AVP book cover.
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Twitter: [link] Watch me ramble on like a loon.
My EBAY page: [link]
~Men are arrested. Dogs get put down~
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There's a monster in your chest. Its a real nasty one, and in a few hours it will burst its way through your ribcage and you're gonna die. Any Questions?
This is Ripley, last survivor of the Nostromo, signing off.
And if you haven't read Watchmen you will have no idea what that means XD Ahh, tis a wondrous thing being geeky
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Twitter: [link] Watch me ramble on like a loon.
My EBAY page: [link]
~Men are arrested. Dogs get put down~
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