This poor fellow didn't understand the end of Prometheus.
Well, he ain't the only one:/
Maybe he listened to It's a Dead Man's Party forty times in a row.
Or took Method Acting far too seriously.
Or maybe he drove behind some of you who fly down the street at 25 MPH. Watsomatterwithyou?
Why do I always have to ask for the ketchcup at McDonald's? Put it in the bag without me askin'!
Father. Husband. Son. Brother. Kid from the East San Fernando Valley becomes comic book creator, novelist, concept artist, storyboard artist, instructor, worshiper of classic Spielberg and Lucas, fanatic of all things dinosauria, Los Angeles sports teams fan, enjoyer of tacos up and down the West Coast, Kurosawa and Hitchcock sycophant, driver of fast European cars, inherent resister of authority, and graduate of Art Center College of Design.
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