"You've had enough.""Howshabout, I tell you when I've had enough.""No, really.� You're cut off.� Your money's no good here.� We will not serve you any more booze.""Lissen you, I'll...""You're slurring your esses all over my face. Your ears are crooked.� The only reason you're upright is I'm holding you.� And to top it all off you seem to think you could take me in a fight.� Trust me.� You've have enough."This one came from the same sort of experiment as yesterday's dancers.� I was feeling very drained and uninspired, so I closed my eyes and made several quick, light passes with the pencil.� When I opened my eyes, the mess I'd made suggested this scene.
A tired night for me.� All the energy just sapped out of my body around ten� and wouldn't come back.� So if it looks like I was drunk at the time I drew it, no, I wasn't, but I was nearly asleep.
