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So, one day at the bus stop I was babbling incessantly and my sister was ignoring me, as usual. I wanted to ride down the street in a trash can. Of course I would have to add wheels to the front, since they only have them in the back. I worked this into my ridiculous little monologue that everyone at the bus stop is forced to listen to (and that sibling will one day kill me for.) Someone pointed out that it would be unbalanced and would fall over. My dreams were crushed. My soul died. My existence became meaningless. But suddenly I was swept away by a metaphorical wave of genius that just happened to be flowing down the street at the time. A walrus! A soft, squishy walrus! Placed in the back of the trash can, this would provide not only the balance required, but also work as a comfy cushion. I was reborn a new idiot. My whole way of thinking was changed by the invention of the Balance Walrus. Life was good again.

So I drew this and forgot all about it. I hope you enjoy the sketchy roughness and poor quality~

Oh yes. That's not me, in the drawing. Because I didn't feel like drawing me. *insert low self esteem here*
Also: I redid the entire head. And I STILL hate it. D-

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So, one day at the bus stop I was babbling incessantly and my sister was ignoring me, as usual. I wanted to ride down the street in a trash can. Of course I would have to add wheels to the front, since they only have them in the back. I worked this into my ridiculous little monologue that everyone at the bus stop is forced to listen to (and that sibling will one day kill me for.) Someone pointed out that it would be unbalanced and would fall over. My dreams were crushed. My soul died. My existence became meaningless. But suddenly I was swept away by a metaphorical wave of genius that just happened to be flowing down the street at the time. A walrus! A soft, squishy walrus! Placed in the back of the trash can, this would provide not only the balance required, but also work as a comfy cushion. I was reborn a new idiot. My whole way of thinking was changed by the invention of the Balance Walrus. Life was good again.

So I drew this and forgot all about it. I hope you enjoy the sketchy roughness and poor quality~

Oh yes. That's not me, in the drawing. Because I didn't feel like drawing me. *insert low self esteem here*
Also: I redid the entire head. And I STILL hate it. D-