Being a boss is a pretty nice position to be in. Dozens of underlings at your beck and call, your own sweet lair and the opportunity to deliver an epic monologue before kicking some ass! But let's face it: chances are that you aren't at the top. So while you do get a taste of power, there's always some jerkface above you with a ridiculous ego and delusions of grandeur. But you have to take the good with the bad, and take solace in the fact that at least you aren't a fuckin' Zeb
So this is me trying out some grey markers I had lying around for sometime, taunting me with their latent potential. I'm pretty happy with what happened, other then that nonexistent background. I might have to do this again. Or maybe I'll just scribble on some paper with a dried stick of poo. It all depends on what mood strikes me at the time.
(PS bonus alternative punchline
LOOK WHO CAME: