>>4894692One time my parents were visiting for the holiday and I was up really late working on a furry commission that included some 'interesting' aspects. I was in the middle of rendering the saliva on a well-used ball gag in exquisite detail, headphones on, when I someone taps me on the shoulder and I hear the terrible words "what are you doing son?".
What transpired that day is still burned into my psyche 3 years later. We don't talk much anymore.
