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I call this series When You Go Looking For Powdered Milk But All You Find Is Powdered Mashed Potatoes So You Drink That Shit Anyway

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A surreal, cartoonish toddler with a head covered in pale, irregular lumps sits amid a pile of similarly lumpy, cream‐colored blobs. The child wears a simple beige shirt and holds a glass of white liquid, tipping it to its lips as milk spills over its chin. Its expression is dazed, eyes half‐lidded and cheeks flushed pink, while foam dribbles down its chin. Above the figure, blocky, black‐outlined text in distorted, uppercase letters reads: “ISH’STLEGK TTTAIN T AND TSTRNORLER HO, ANDMLI BE NEXITRAY ANHDECT ANYHEUF.” Below, bold white text with a black outline states: “THAS IS MY LLEWAD.” A young woman with short brown hair and clear skin sits in front of a mound of pale, curd-like spheres. She wears a loose, teal-colored top and lifts a handful of the lumpy substance toward her open mouth, allowing some to fall into a tall glass of white liquid she holds in her other hand. Her expression is slightly perplexed, eyes half-open, as if unsure what she is tasting. The top of the image bears uppercase white text with a black border that reads: “NEOW TO FUIN FRNR TRIEK600NI OONE, ELL INSLEDIRRTOOSITORE PIELIFOEM.” Across the bottom, the same style text declares: “THIS IS MY LIAWE.” A detailed black-and-white pencil illustration shows a humanoid figure whose head resembles a large, irregularly shaped lump or rock with soft bulges. The creature sits hunched over a simple tabletop littered with small rounded pebbles. With drooping, heavy-lidded eyes, it grips a tall mug of milk with one hand while using the other to guide a straw to its puckered lips. Its expression is anxious yet resigned. Above its head in a speech bubble, hand-lettered text reads: “This It Hay, You Can ItTo Weet Mik.” A monochrome pencil drawing depicts a wide-eyed boy seated at a table strewn with small, round puffs. He grips a tall glass of milk with one hand while slurping the liquid, which dribbles down his chin in a thick ribbon. His eyebrows are raised in a mixture of surprise and resignation, and his tousled hair falls into his forehead. Next to his face, simple handwritten text states: “This is my life… of Dnilk.”
June 5, 2025 at 6:55 AM