Greetings terrestrials. I pray that you are all of sound body and mind, except Thom Fulp. As of late, I have come to the conclusion that I have abstained from producing a sufficient multitude of DOODLES for the eager eyes of all the artists that roam the otherwise abandoned streets of the art portal. Because of this abstinence, however, I felt obligated to display this particular sketch for all the exceptionally-minded Newgrounders (primarily the artists) whom I so greatly admire, except for Thom Fulp. I hope you all enjoy this as much as I enjoy cannabis, Thom Fulp notwithstanding.