Do you ever wake up with the feeling that a lot is lost
It's summer but you still feel the frost
Everything and everyone is around
But you still can't listen a sound
It's not your life but a trap
You are actually a piece of crap
Your to do list is overflowing
Your courage to start something is slowly going
It's not like you have to start afresh
But where you are standing now, seems nothing more than a mess
Your ambitions are enthusiastically parading
Even though all your motivation is fading
You are somehow willing to leave
But just too scared to believe
Supporting hands seems to tease
Ah! hope you knew, who you want to please
Feel like you have an empty soul
You are too tired to feel not only this but all
You want to speak
Although you are scared that your secret of being a coward might leak
You are not a loser, ofcourse
But you also know that a winner doesn't have such remorse
I hear Patrick Warburton as Lucifer. In the comic, I mean. "Beelzebub, you juicy idiot!" It's like Puddy greeting George.
And it should be someone like Chris Latta doing Cobra Commander as Beelzebub.
*puts a ‘grape job’ sticker on your big butt*
TUMBLR FRIENDS: Those last two pages might look icky cus I had to stitch them together for this update due to the 10 page limit. Just view the image by itself in a new tab and you will see it in its good glory. Or go to the main site and read it! whichever, the power is yours.
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I said two more updates, but to hell with it, this is the rest of the GQ part 5 right now! ALL OF IT! That was the end of that part. Next time we visit GQ we will finish this story. UNTIL THEN, I’m going to take a break! Just for next week. Kool Off a bit, then come back with some jokes and one-offs the next week after that on the 28th. Just askin for a week! And don’t forget the good shit over at the store. Thank you!!