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Rachael & Penny
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R*P 066 – A SLICE OF HEAVEN. I found this old page also it was supposed to be the ending to this arc. Full view because tumblr sucks! 2013 2016 Lauren Zuke / Powered by Tumblr. By Mr Geo Neo.
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Rachael & Penny
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R*P 066 – A SLICE OF HEAVEN. I found this old page also it was supposed to be the ending to this arc. Full view because tumblr sucks! 2013 2016 Lauren Zuke / Powered by Tumblr. By Mr Geo Neo.
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Rachael & Penny
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R*P 030 – OPENING NIGHT. Feels so nice to draw a comic again, i got a new tablet and everything sob. Also, its my 30th page? Somehow this feels eventful even though it isn’t… my next goal is 50… ill treat myself to ice cream…. 2013 2016 Lauren Zuke / Powered by Tumblr. By Mr Geo Neo.
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Rachael & Penny | About
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Is a slice of life comic about the misadventures of an impulsive rock star and her faithful manager. Lauren Zuke is a gal in her twenty-somethings who currently lives in California. She likes pirates and the color orange. Email: lauren.zuke[at]gmail.com. 2013 2016 Lauren Zuke / Powered by Tumblr. By Mr Geo Neo.
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Rachael & Penny
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Ndash; A SLICE OF HEAVEN. Sometimes i like to come up with a gross food idea, and tell my friends, then not have friends anymore. Reblogged this from rachaelandpenny. Reblogged this from scaldedcoffee. Reblogged this from rachaelandpenny. Reblogged this from rachaelandpenny. Reblogged this from rachaelandpenny. Reblogged this from rachaelandpenny. Reblogged this from rachaelandpenny. Reblogged this from rachaelandpenny. 2013 2016 Lauren Zuke / Powered by Tumblr. By Mr Geo Neo.
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Rachael & Penny
http://rachaelandpenny.com/page/2
A few years ago i made a rachael and penny mini comic. i dont think it was ever released to the masses because i was going to actually incorporate it into the story but if i did now it wouldn’t make sense and im lazy. Penny goes home for the holidays and leaves rachael behind. it’s a coming out story. (checks this accomplishment off my gay agenda). Click under the read more to read this ancient tome. 2013 2016 Lauren Zuke / Powered by Tumblr. By Mr Geo Neo.
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*: November 2011
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Saturday, November 12, 2011. This is where i live and try to work. Links to this post. Monday, November 7, 2011. This is how i keep up on "the latest" while in Ontario (way up). Links to this post. Sunday, November 6, 2011. As true today as when it was written. Links to this post. Saturday, November 5, 2011. I'd like to send this to the Prussian consulate in Siam by aeromail. Am I too late for the 4:30 autogyro? Links to this post. Bank of british north america. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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*: March 2011
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Thursday, March 10, 2011. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Comme ci, comme ça. Is this too real for you? View my complete profile. Married to the sea. Musical Chairs, Musical Prayers. The blog wheelyapplegate (and how! You can't touchie this. Another shitty day in paradise. This is why i live here. Catcher in the Rye. Kids in the Hall. Swiss German Dining. headend. Bank of british north america. Black and white photography. Cold blooded old times. Rime of the ancient mariner.
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*: July 2011
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Monday, July 25, 2011. Think of it this way. List how I, care-wretched, on ice-cold sea,. Weathered the winter, wretched outcast. Deprived of my kinsmen;. Hung with hard ice-flakes, where hail-scur flew,. There I heard naught save the harsh sea. And ice-cold wave, at whiles the swan cries,. Did for my games the gannet's clamour,. Sea-fowls, loudness was for me laughter,. The mews' singing all my mead-drink. Storms, on the stone-cliffs beaten, fell on the stern. In icy feathers; full oft the eagle screamed.