Yesterday I had that new Plain White T’s song stuck in my head.  I don’t know if you know it, but it’s called "1,2,3, I Love You" or something schmaltzy like that.  Anyway, it’s catchy and extremly dreadful.  Thankfully, after drawing this I had the theme to The Flintstones stuck my head which was a huge improvement.

In case you’re wondering, I did image.google the Flintstones car.  Halfway through drawing it, I realized some of my ergonomics (is that the word I’m looking for?), wasn’t working out.  The Flintstones car has a back seat, mine doesn’t.  Also, I didn’t put Dino in there which was hard because I really like Dino.  I also kinda have a thing for Betty Rubble but I shouldn’t talk about that.  She’s like the Mary Ann of Bedrock.  It just occurred to me, "Bedrock" may be some vaugue sexual term.  Now that I think about it more, that’s really some crude programming for way back in the 1960′s.  Someone should call Tipper Gore and let her know this kind of smut is available to our children which probably encourages all that "sexting" I’ve been reading about.  And have you seen how short the skirts are?  And why is Fred and Barney wearing skirts?  They can make a car and a pterodactyl airplane but they can’t make pants?  

I’ll stop before I get started on Donald Duck never wearing pants.  That duck spends waaaaaay too much time around little related ducklings for a guy never wearing pants.  He must be the creepy uncle.

I watched way too many cartoons as a kid.