You learn something new every day.

Old white board art I did.

If you can't read my handwriting...I can't either so we're both f*cked. Anyways, enjoy some NarinderLamb or whatever.

Brain rotted Lamb with a Narinder whose vocabulary is from thy olden days.

My back, hand, brain, toes, face, everything hurts. But anyways here's more Narinder, visit meh Tumblr if ya want to know 'bout the unnamed Au I'm cooking up.

Art from meh Tumblr. :3

(Ignore the volume bar.) BUT WHO WAS GONNA TELL ME 'BOUT THIS COTL STUFF?????? I KNOW MY ACCOUNT IS FRESH OUT THE WOMB BUT LIKE HOW DARE THEY GATEKEEP THIS FROM ME?! /J/I'm so funny haha/ I should go to silly jail/ :3

Fat penguins.

Narinder was in fact not paid. (And I have just realized I spelt paid wrong...eh whatever.) He has refused to get up or do anything until he receives his compensation for the hug, though he does accept your offering of a flower. (Tumblr repost.)

The One Who Waits & the Lamb.