
Does anyone remember this LLB? (i made it):
I might write it, maybe just not draw it.

I might write it, maybe just not draw it.
Harold: Hey George! I have great news, I got a dog!!
George: YO WHAT? That’s amazing, dude!
Harold: Yeah! You can come to my house after school to see it!
George: Alright!
(After school…)
George: Harold… what is that…?
(Insert the locaust here)
Harold: This is my new pet dog!
(Locaust breathing heavy)
Harold: Sorry… he gets anxiety around new people… but he’ll like you soon enough! No— he’ll LOVE you!
Locaust: 111222666555444678889993500458
George: …Why is he saying random numbers…?
Harold: Oh yeah, he does that sometimes.
George: …Harold.
Harold: Yeah?
George: Where did you uhm… get this… dog…?
Harold: Oh uhm… I think I got him at petsmart.
George: That THING is NOT from petsmart!
Harold: Yes he is!
Locaust: Yes… yeah George Robert Beard with the tie and the flattop who lives next to Harold Mitchell Hutchins with the t-shirt and the bad haircut at (REACTED)
Harold: Bob! We do not say that about people’s hairs!
George: YOU NAMED IT BOB?!
Harold: Yeah! I mean, what else would you call it? Doug?
George: Harold, as your best friend I am asking you to put “Bob” up for adoption.
Harold: No! I love him!
(Locaust starts randomly screaming)
George: WHY IS HE DOING THAT?!
Harold: *whistles* C’mere boy! I’ve got treats! *shakes treat bag*
Locaust: I only feast on the blood that is him, that is the man. I only feed on his very organs and flesh that keep him alive… I kill everyone I see in sight. Soon, mankind will crumble against my will.
George: …HAROLD WHAT THE FU—
Harold and Gabriel interaction
Harold: Aw man! I love walking through the woods at 2 AM in the middle of the night, it’s so peaceful! I sure hope no one gets me!
(4 second pause)
Harold: Who’s that…?
Harold: (shouting) Hello! Who are you?
Gabriel: I am the prophet, the true savior, I am your true savior…
Harold: (shouting again) Huh?! Can you speak up? I can’t hear or see you! Can you stop whispering and get out of the fog?
*Gabriel reveals himself*
Harold: Ohhh! I know you, you’re that one guy from the… uhm… oh! I know! The bib—lee!
Gabriel: …What?
Harold: You know! That one book where God gets a teenage girl pregnant with himself but that’s actually his son so basically he got a teenage girl pregnant— with himself— who is his son.
*Crickets chirping for 4 seconds, then 2 seconds of complete silence*
Gabriel: what?
Harold: Ah, you get what I’m saying you cheeky baaaaahhhhh… uhm… bal-ee.
Gabriel: You do realize you can swear, right?
Harold: Yeah but I come from a book, show, and movie for kids so…
Gabriel: Oh. Well come with me child, and I shall grant you eternal life, you will have everything you desire and—
Harold: Can you grant me a robot arm?
Gabriel: …Huh?
Harold: You said that I will have anything I desire right? I desire a robot arm.
Gabriel: …Okay. But first, you have to come with me so I can—
Harold: So you can what?
Gabriel: So I can—
Harold: Speak up! I can’t hear you with that whispering voice!
Gabriel: GOD DAMN IT STOP INTERRUPTING ME!
*Silence for 4-5 seconds*
Harold: I’m sorry…
Gabriel: It’s okay my child, I will—
Harold: You’ll what?
Gabriel: I will make whoever you have a crush on like you back.
Harold: Okay.. okay.. well.. uh.. there’s this guy in my ELA and math class named Billy, he’s got these blue eyes and this British accent that just… *sigh*
Gabriel: Wish granted but come with me first.
Harold: To where?
Gabriel: …Huh…?
Harold: To where gosh darn it!
Gabriel: To a place with eternal happiness and—
Harold: The comic book store?
Gabriel: …No but—
Harold: Okay fine then, forget it. I don’t want to go then.
Gabriel: Okay fine! I’ll take you to the comic book store for christs sake!
Harold: Yay! Do you know where it is??
Gabriel: …No.
Harold: Then why should I go with you? We’re just going to get lost if you don’t know where it is.
Gabriel: Because—
Harold: Are you going to bad touch me?
Gabriel: What does “bad touch” mean?
Harold: Are you going to assault me?
Gabriel: No. And even if I was a bad toucher, you would be safe because of how damn annoying you are and how shitty your haircut is!
Harold: (gasp) How dare you! My mom paid 50$ for this haircut!
Gabriel: Well, maybe she should pay another 50 to get you a better one.
Harold: Excuse me?! You cannot be speaking right now, your hairline is receding, and your forehead is bigger than Melvin’s! I’m scared to look at your face because I’m scared that the moonlight’s gonna reflect off of your head and make me blind!
Gabriel: Fuck you, you piece of shit, you’re pathetic, I give you the opportunity of eternal life, and this is what I get?! an annoying brat?!
Harold: There is NO way you are getting mad at a 10-year-old! You’re like, 3,000 years old, shouldn’t you be getting mad at like, what? Mother Nature herself? I bet you’ve met the Greek gods at this point!
Gabriel: Shut the fuck up! 99% of your humor consists of fart, poop, and piss jokes— the lowest form of comedy!
Harold: Dude, I bet you’re the lowest form of life 4.6 billion years ago!
Gabriel: You know what?! You’re not even worth killing!
Harold: Oh I’m sorry, I thought you were “my true savior!”
Gabriel: You’re pathetic! You can’t even pronounce Bible correctly!
Harold: Well that’s on you for appearing out of nowhere!
Gabriel: HOW THIS THAT ON ME?! HOW. THE FUCK. IS THAT. ON ME?!
Harold: Because it is!
Gabriel: I’m leaving! Goodbye, rot in hell! *Gabriel disappears in the fog again*
Harold: …I am never going to the woods at 2 in the morning ever again.
I feel like my procrastination and laziness are taking over me so strong to the point where I can’t even get out of bed without staying in for “five more minutes” and then it ends up being ten or thirty, I genuinely can’t think of ANY future parts to add in, I have so much other stuff on the side such as summer school, friends, and much more, lots of unfinished projects I need to work on, and it takes a really long time just to make one part (Around twenty minutes to over an hour and thirty minutes.) Also, I don’t feel like it’s really that popular amongst the community since nobody is really talking about it outside of the posts and I really need to focus on myself. This is not permanent, I will probably come back to this in a few months, a year, or whenever I feel better and more productive. I hope you guys understand and I really had a fun time. Thank you for all of the support.
Idk why but I can’t stop drawing Wormie
Working hard for you guys
Nevada milk gonna be FIRE 🗣️🗣️🔥🔥🔥🤣😂😂😂🤣🤣🤞🤞🤞
Get this guy out of Bryce’s head 🥹🤞
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