So today while pissing around my friends drew portraits of me, under timed conditions and at my behest. Joe took the first stab:
As you can see, I am a round headed, bearded geek who is saying an unrecognisable slang word, tech!
Ooh, thanks Paul, a portrait of me. At my desk. Even though we’re out at a barbecue. That makes sense. Perhaps we could have an actual attempt made…
A-hah! This is what I was expecting and Kenny did not let me down. I mean, look at those soft lips. Look at those eyes. The ears might be a bit too big but that absolutely fits my character perfectly. I considered putting up Dawn’s attempt but it has a mohawk and three eyes, so I’m not sure she was even attempting to capture me, so I’ll go straight to Je-holy shit! Look at that!
Who the hell was Jenny sitting across from, Clive Owen? I look like I’m pulling off a fantastic Blue Steel in this portrait. It’s almost disturbingly buff. So, uh. Thanks Jenny.