I can spell, draw, and do math better than your kids, so I've taken the liberty to judge work done by children. New updates every week.
Elliy, age 10
This is awesome. If it weren't for the shitty changing perspective of the buildings changing from 3D to 2D, and the weirdly thick, trapezoidal dashed lines, I'd put this up in an office, as long as I didn't work there.
By Emilii, age 11
Awww, there there little guy. Why don't you wipe away those tears with that giant cock you have for a hand. I can't tell whether he's crying or it's squirting.

Well, I'm off to reevaluate my life.

Dax, age 6
Who can forget Matthew 27, where a semi-translucent Jesus replete with a beer belly was nailed to the cross with one arm up top, and his feet dangling awkwardly to the side.

The smile was a nice touch; always the hallmark of a good crucifixion. Good job, Dax.

Faye, age 5
And you apparently hate art.

While we're on the subject, what do you think science is? Because based on the illustration of people worshipping a giant mouse with scepters, I'm not sure you get it.

Audrey, age 6
Way to aspire to be eaten by a cat, Audrey. Though I actually do admire your determination to force the cat to shit you out.

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