More Dumb-Funny Toy Stuff, Move Along

So did I wind up taking a break for the sake of my hands this morning? Well... sort of. Enough. What I ultimately did was wind up laughing to myself like an idiot for about an hour and a half. You see, I wanted to make a couch for the boys (a.k.a. Dante and Nero, shut up). I had it all planned out, with a foamboard base covered in batting and then covered in carefully-applied fabric. ...Then I caught sight of the tissue box. This is where the laughing started. I cut up the tissue box, covered it in shiny shiny vinyl, and the result is so insanely horrible that it has to be a work of art. All of this so I could fit everyone into the corner of my desk for a group shot. Yes, I sense danger here. Much danger. Pathetic, unreliably-updated web-comic-y minor ode to Side Quests-y-type danger.

That assumes I'll actually get these things that I'm working on finished. It'll happen. Eventually.