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Goddamnit spring!

by CallMePo

Allergies I can handle.

Even a getting a little stuffed up.

At least I can still work with a little meds.

But this year it has turned into a full-blown and persistent annoying cough and chest congestion.

Cough syrups and teas? They just soothe the irritation in my chest and reduce the coughing a little…  but when they wear off it is back to coughing with a vengence.

Got something with a little extra to get the crap out but it is just not coming out.

It is hard to focus on work when you suddenly have a coughing fit out of nowhere.

Feel like a freakin bear who got woken up out of hibernation a month early…

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wtfevolution:

The emperor tamarin: Because somebody told evolution mustaches are “in.”

wtfevolution:

The emperor tamarin: Because somebody told evolution mustaches are “in.”

wtfevolution:

"Oh, what a cute little mouse!"
"It’s not a mouse! It’s a marsupial called an antechinus."
"Sorry, evolution, my mistake. Still cute, though."
"Isn’t he? And he’s excited, because he’s almost eleven months old, and that means he finally gets to start mating."
"Aw, that’s nice."
"He’s going to run around getting it on with as many females as he can for the next two or three weeks."
"That’s… nice."
"And he’ll have sex with each of them for up to 14 hours at a stretch."
"That’s… um…"
"And he’ll get so exhausted from all the frantic mating that his fur starts falling off, and he contracts gangrene."
"What? Jesus. Then does he take a break, at least?"
"Nah, not really. He basically keeps doing it until he gets so sick and stressed out that he dies. ‘Suicidal reproduction,’ I’m calling it.”
"Are you serious? He’s going to mate himself to death?”
"Yeah, but he doesn’t know it yet. Happy coming-of-age, antechinus!"
"You’re sick, you know that?"

wtfevolution:

"Oh, what a cute little mouse!"

"It’s not a mouse! It’s a marsupial called an antechinus."

"Sorry, evolution, my mistake. Still cute, though."

"Isn’t he? And he’s excited, because he’s almost eleven months old, and that means he finally gets to start mating."

"Aw, that’s nice."

"He’s going to run around getting it on with as many females as he can for the next two or three weeks."

"That’s… nice."

"And he’ll have sex with each of them for up to 14 hours at a stretch."

"That’s… um…"

"And he’ll get so exhausted from all the frantic mating that his fur starts falling off, and he contracts gangrene."

"What? Jesus. Then does he take a break, at least?"

"Nah, not really. He basically keeps doing it until he gets so sick and stressed out that he dies. ‘Suicidal reproduction,’ I’m calling it.”

"Are you serious? He’s going to mate himself to death?”

"Yeah, but he doesn’t know it yet. Happy coming-of-age, antechinus!"

"You’re sick, you know that?"