Serve thyself

BLING!

Ruff Ruff

Dream Sequence

Guinness Exodus

Aspirin Irrational

Told you I'd be back!

Normal service shall be resumed

Call it a Mother's Day hangover but I've failed the Monday challenge today to deliver unto you a box fresh F n B. Hard to see how I missed it as commencement began on Saturday morning and yet here we are with a fully flexed out concept and a half finished sketch. The pen hasn't been out of my hand today (besides to eat pies and fish and chips and to tonk Nick on pro evo, whey) but it's been a duty-bound pen working in e-harmony with my main Mount Pleasant brosephine, Lucy, on our annual Sounds from the Other City poster. The load is immense but our spirits are impeccable, results thus far are trident.

I'll post the delayed Fleiss & Bon bombshell tomorrow night, ****SPOILER ALERT**** It's all about New Yoik. But for now wrap your ears around this bonkers oz flow...props to my boy Ben for getting me wise to this, oh god. He makes time stand still but he really loves this city, or at least he told me so when he was standing next to me. The blood really starts flowing at 1.54 so skip to that if you can't wait for a good thing...

Happy Mutant's Day

Boxset

OH NO! THE NEXT DISC IS MISSING!!!!!!!!!!!

Snacks on a Train

Thursday's strip on a Friday night, sorry about that!

Frothy Coffee

The Great Depression

You know what picks up a February slump? SHOPPING! Look what just dropped - - - goodgrief.bigcartel.com - - - treat yer sens!

Modicum Yonks

Modicum Yonks, my new alter ego

A saucy tale

Emo-ticon

FACE!

Grab a faceful

Props go out to Tom Settle for the inspirod for this egg sniff, not that he does it but he knows someone who does. Jon Collin inspired the knock out punch that is this week's punchline (where?). This is last Thursday's strip by the way, left at the office by mistake. See above for today's new strip in about...five seconds

Flesh & Bone @ the Deaf Institute

Hey, belatedly, if you're in Manchester go to the Deaf Institute. Just before Christmas I finished on a Flesh & Bone life size painting session in the front room bit of the main bar. The task turned out to be mammoth and it took four overnight mad ones, you can actually see a photo of me turned mad in the first photo - I thought the photographer was a giant bottle of apple lucozade.

Special eternal thang yews go to the man, the myth, Neil Robbins for lending a paintbrushing hand (and paint and paintbrushes). I would've crumbled alone. Thanks also to the Deaf Institute powers that be for asking me to do this. It was fun and funny. It's up for I dunno how much longer, a month?

Hopefully I'll get there before it gets painted over and take some pickshures of the finished thing, the above are photos of mostly finished parts but there was one more night left at this stage. More was added. Photos are just for the memory books though man, get down there and drink it in real time (along with a drink from the bar), I'll give you a free strip if ANYONE takes a photo of themselves by the Flesh that's sat at the table. C'MON PEOPLE!!!! ACTIVATE!!!!! BOOZE WITH FLESH!!!!!!! Photos above by Neil, fanx again!

Oh yeah, a big F to the "graffiti guys" that "tagged" on the wall right at the beginning. AT LEAST DO IT GOOD. I bet Aaron Craze has got tighter can (actually posca pussies) skills than you, you know, Aaron Craze...Aaron Craze Rude Boy Food, Aaron Craze off of Jamie Oliver's Thirteen restaurant, Aaron Craze that's on the GoodFood channel. You know, Aaron Craze. The handheld snack guy, Aaron Craze. THAT GUY

We've all been there

I'm not saying we've all been that guy, I'm saying we've all SEEN that guy. Or maybe it was your Mum? Classic Mum.

If you were on death row...

The pencil necked among you might notice this is done in pencil, not ink. This is because the eagle eyed here didn't realise it was Thursday, or did realise and then forgot and then remembered at about 9pm. Thursday AKA Flesh & Bone day! So here it is, uninked, raw, the sketchbook years. Personally, I prefer it. Maybe I'll go raw every week? ROAR!!!!

Electric windows come as standard

Stylin'

Thursday's strip coming at you on a Sunday, unforgivable I know! Oh well, what can you do. Nothing! New action tomorrow for certain.

Chuddy buddies

Thursday is the day after the day after the day, see you back here for more brand new Flesh & Bone action or lack thereof!

Can I get flies with that?

Will everyone please send the hotmale@hotmail.com a "You're a legend" email please? Go on!! Subject header : "Go on son". He must be up for that kind of thing, HE MUST BE

What the Grump?

THANK GOD! Life was all a dream!

Thursday fruit loops, Thursday

Giffers 'R' Us

Furries...giffers...come forward with more information/photos if you have it. Meanwhile, Flesh and Bone is 100! 100 entries in the database! Some were 3 frames, some were 4, some were 1 frame, some didn't even have frames! Hip hip HOORAY? See you Monday for Room 101 hosted by Paul Merton.

FROZEN BRITAIN

UK got it's chill on, finally! topical trumps.

Zombie Nation

2010, year of the auto-pilot!

You scratch my back...

Can't believe that Tony Blair passed that rule this year that whenever anyone calls "Massage!" you have to, by law, give them one. Wake up bLIAR, it's 2010 not 2009!

See you Thursday

New Year, New Hats

Treat yourself!

Happy new year from everyone at Flesh & Bone enterprises, please keep on checking back every monday and thursday (or nearly every monday and thursday) to see what's REALLY up with 2010. Sooooo 2009

Tis the Season to...PARTAY!!!!!!

Happy seasoning. This one goes out to the Epson 10000, thanks mum and dad, the fattest pig in all the land!! Thursday my dudes

Scotch Egg

Tis the season to be messed up, I thought today was Thursday (which it now is, technically) but it turned out to be Wednesday so for once I'm ahead of the game. Seasons Beatings for this festive yule time, one hopes you enjoy this non-festive Flesh & Bone with a mince pie under each arm pit and a baileys miniature up each nostril and potato triangles under each fingernail and marks and spencers absolutely finest savoury truffles smeared up your thighs. y'know, like the olden days before text BABE and Buzz Lightyear 360s. Merry minklemas!!!!!!!!!!!

Probs some form of Flesh & Bone on Monday but we all know how unpredictable the days are between Christmas and New Year, who can even remember those days? I'll do it if I'm not hunched over a king-sized toblerone taking care of business.