The Comic strip...What's it about?
Russy and Nutty are trapped together as pets, Rus hates Nutty as he represents everything he detests and is gradually being driven insane by the antics and poor hygiene levels of his fellow cell mate. Nutty on the other hand is perfectly happy within his environment due to the fact that he is thick as shit.
I love drawing these characters and it is my ambition to get them placed in a major publication....I'd have to tone them down a bit though
They were appearing weekly in The Camden New Journal from October 2011 and also it's sister papers, The Islington Tribune and The West End Weekly until they were unceremoniously dropped due to lack of space in June 2012. They're now looking for another physically printed home. In the mean time they're residing in cyberspace.
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As far as I go....
I spent most of my money on booze girls and gambling, then WASTED the rest....Just kiddin', happily married to Vamperin (vamperin.deviantart.com/ )with two gorgeous daughters, Shayla-May and Alana and recent additions our Twin boys Eben and Elis.
Current Residence: Camden. North London
Print preference: Potato
Favourite genre of music: indie/rock
Favourite style of art: Surreal
Operating System: Scalpel, Laughing gas
Skin of choice: Human
Favourite cartoon character: snoopy
Quote:“Blessed are the cracked, for they shall let in the light.”
― Groucho Marx
RUSSY T. GERBIL.
A legend in his own lunch time. A total egomaniac with sociopathic tendencies. His main ambition in life is to escape the confines of the gerbilarium. He has tried and failed on many occasions much to the amusement of Nutty. He hates squirrels and told Nutty the reason for this was that he was attacked by one as a baby. To which Nutty replied, ‘’Why was it dressed as a baby?’’
His other ambition is to kill Nutty.
Russy’s favourite pass time is googling himself and looking himself up on the internet.
Nutty has a BA in bio chemistry and wrote a thesis on quantum mechanics two years before he fell and hit his head in the shower. He now eats, sleeps and farts and has the I.Q of a jelly fish.
Occasionally he jumps at the sight of his own shadow.
He is incontinent.
He is scared of the floaters in his eyes. He thinks they are ghosts.
Clouds unnerve him.
A pigeon once winked at him. He thought it was flirting.
He once farted into a balloon and inhaled it thinking his voice would be high pitched.
He once won a sand eating contest and has the kidney stone to prove it.