“You made me look like a serial killer.”

My brother is agitated in a way that’s only semi-sincere.

“Well, the drawing didn’t quite turn out the way I wanted,” I replied. “I was going for your shit-eating grin–”

“I do have one of those.”

“–but I totally screwed up when inking it and was just too lazy to redo the thing. Sorry.”

“So, you’re gonna redraw it for tomorrow, right?”

“Yeah, I was planning to.”

“Good.” He then proceeds to talk about music for 45 minutes. These are the conversations we have.

So yeah, here’s another try at Clyde, sans crazy eyes and creepy smile. It turned out much better, I think. Also, that’s a t-shirt for his band, The Palousers, who are quite fantastic. You should go like their Facebook page.