I haven’t seen my uncle for several years and was glad to hear he was visiting. And on the second day of his visit, this happened when he entered the house. It was embarassing. The good news is that he has given me his seal of approval as a “good niece” despite my demon shrieking noises. The bad news is he keeps giving me advice on how to lose weight.

I wonder if my laughter sounds like a horse screaming in agony but whatever, dude. If laughing helps you live longer, I’m probably living to freakin 200

Oh yeah and I drew this in like 2 minutes don’t judge me I’m a srs urtist