King of Scotland? Really?
Really, THIS time, I can explain!
It all started with this comment on Hockey For The Ladies (which would be a guilty pleasure if I ever felt such a thing as guilt), which caused a few reactions from me in rapid succession:
“Wait, what? Who calls him THAT?”
“Oh my God, I want to meet the women who call him this and laugh at/with them.”
“Oh my GOD, King of Scotland AHAHAHA”
“…I should draw him wearing a kilt! BRB LOL FOREVER.”
Of course, since I’m a Twitter whore, all of these reactions ended up on my Twitter feed, which my friend Sheryl (@lykophile) happened to be reading. She mentioned that she’d like to see me sketch Duncs in a kilt.
Fast forward to this weekend, where I headed to Wisconsin for the Culver Classic. Sheryl was kind enough to let me crash at her place, so I asked what she wanted in return — gas money, lunch…
She said she wanted the sketch.
Hope you like it, Sheryl!
(Ten nerd points goes to Kubrickx for being the first person on the blog to recognize the quote from “Army Of Darkness.” Seriously, if you haven’t seen this movie, get thee to Netflix.)