From time to time you have to pause the drawing of fluffy animals and draw ax wielding fairy folk from a post apocalyptic pocket demention or… Something.
I don’t want to get up, I’m a sleepy Slough, 18 hours of sleep is what I really want. From memory foam to blow up bed I really don’t give a fuck. I don’t want to get up, I am asleepy sloth, now leave me the fuck alone.