well at least sometimes you do... i just either end up muttering under my breath all day... or i drink entirely too much coffee, become really hyper, and start dancing round the room. and then the coffee wears off and i'm muttering again.
You know I read that title in British English not American English and had the mental image of "Drunk under rubble" this is cooler but now I can't get the image of someone inebriated being pinned to the ground by some rocks.
no worries i love ur work anyway! (soz random art idea but u could draw the doc and rose cuddleing on bench and u could have the chibis benaeath doing the same soz random idea that popped into my head when i saw some of ur work the other day).
But squish is such an evocative word...makes you think of things like, a forgotten in a back-pocket that gets sat down...grapes smushed between fingertips and lemons stepped on until their skins rupture, juice and pulp spurting explosively out...frogs and their delicate bodies, mud between toes and sucking off boots, sloppy joes.... I feel that 'bad guy go squish' really gets the idea across quite well.