This spread in There’s a Monster at the End of This Book is probably why I became an Art Director. Those stars, those lightning bolts, the hand lettering, those emotions! I used to leave it open to this page on a table in my room so I could always look at it.
our biology teacher brought a skeleton to class yesterday and now everyone’s treating it as if it’s a part if our class i’m going to
WHAT’D YOU GET FOR #7, F U C K B O Y?