Hello Followers, new and old! My art has seen a sudden surge in popularity, no doubt thanks to the wonderful ragnabrock putting me over, and I’m afraid I’ve got some good news!
Casting Disney Princesses as classic WWE Superstars, the first five illustrations in my Princesses of Wrestling series are now available as prints, and I’ll be selling them this weekend at the Edmonton Comic & Entertainment Expo. Come find me at Booth I-18 as part of Kendrick & Kendrick Art and Fine Wares!
One of the best lines in bad movie history
This movie was a mess, but I love it. And Raul Julia was fucking awesome in it.
He was the best thing about this movie therefore the movie was awesome.
The O.G. himself, Ric Flair ….. my favorite Flair-Flop ….hilarious…..p.s, Woooooo!
The Crimson Ghost (1946)
Gillian Anderson, Rolling Stone.
OKAY, HOLD UP.
LEMME TELL Y’ALL ABOUT ME AND barettologan's IDEA FOR THE ASCENSION.
Everyone’s kinda wondering whether or not Undertaker is done for good in the ring? Personally, if he is I’m fine with it. I think having the end of the Streak be the end of his in-ring career is fitting and that it definitely sends a message as the end of an era.
BUT that doesn’t mean the Undertaker has to leave forever.
Nobody’s heard from Undertaker since he was beaten at Wrestlemania 30. But we keep getting these odd little messages in the form of short 30-second video clips. A towering shadow, dressed in all black. Silver-grey hair. And flanking him are two other hulking black shadows. The messages are more or less silent. Maybe a whispered word or two about how you can wipe out one man but you can never quite…wipe away the blood.
Cut to Hell In A Cell 2015. Doesn’t matter what the situation is. It could be in a break in between matches. The lights go out. We hear that familiar gong. The roof blows off. The crowd pops harder than any crowd has ever popped. But instead of hearing that familiar funeral dirge…we get another, less-familiar tune. Rising up from the stage, a là some modern Brood, are three cloaked figures. The one in the middle towers over the other two. Somehow he’s much more stately. Much more knowing. Older. Wiser. His hair is silver-grey and he wears the long, black cloak reminiscent of an old-fashioned mortician. It’s him.
Undertaker reveals to the world that he hasn’t been in hiding. He hasn’t crawled in some deep, dark hole to hide. He’s simply been…reuniting with some long-lost family members. Organizing. Planning. Plotting.
What if Undertaker kind of took up the mantle of his father before him, Paul Bearer? What if it was revealed that he himself sired two monstrous sons— literal spawn of the Devil Himself?
That’s exactly what’s happened. Undertaker has now completed the circle. From son to sire. Father. Creator of these two monsters. And they’ve come to unleash hell.
It gives the Ascension an actual gimmick. It gives the Undertaker a new role that he could undoubtedly fill perfectly. It makes Konnor and Viktor interesting and valuable. And I want desperately for it to happen.
Be still my beating heart.
THIS HAS TO HAPPEN.
Beatrix Mae by Kevin Stenhouse
collect every issue!
I just can’t help myself today.