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Just a quick picture I was going to leave as a sketch, but decided to quickly colourise for you to see, as I haven't updated anything in ages.
This is Dylan, another of Jess's brothers. He is a professional sniffer dog who's been assigned to the army, and now works for the police as a sniffer dog as Manchester International Airport.
He's going to feature in a few strips soon, so I wanted to get him drawed now rather than on the day. He's got the longer hair that both he and his brother Whisky inherited from their mother, Cara, rather than Seamus.
This is Dylan, another of Jess's brothers. He is a professional sniffer dog who's been assigned to the army, and now works for the police as a sniffer dog as Manchester International Airport.
He's going to feature in a few strips soon, so I wanted to get him drawed now rather than on the day. He's got the longer hair that both he and his brother Whisky inherited from their mother, Cara, rather than Seamus.
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So like 3 weeks ago me and 3 friends went driving to the beach to smoke some doobies. We were chillin' in the car and I am staring at the curve of the road that was to my left, when out of fucking nowhere a military truck comes driving out of it. the truck was full of "militares" (troops).
*Note: I live in Mexico and right now the drug wars are in a high tension here, I live on an Island so no shootouts occur here but the military still sends troops to catch all the smugglers that get drugs into the island.
So anyway me and my friend just look at each other with a face of shock and disbelief and just start laughing t our bad luck.
I get out of the car because I know that these assholes sometimes like to take it over the line and beat anyone they feel like for whatever stupid reason they can think of. I wasn't thinking how I would get out of that one since we had an ashtray full of roaches and I had a bag of weed in my pocket and 2 hits of blotter acid.
4 of them get down with a dog and greet us with the usual chit chat (evening "kids" what are you doing at this part of the beach). We just say we were cruising around and if there was a problem with being in this particular part of the beach. They just say that they're doing some routine work and tell us not to worry. Whilst he is saying this one of them walks right past by me with the freakin dog.... the dog didn't stop to smell my pants.
But when the dog reaches the car he starts barking mad and points at the ashtray. The "militar" just takes a look at it and leaves it where it is. He starts looking in every nook and cranny of the car and ask us if those roaches are everything we got, we told him it was and he just nodded and got back in the truck with the dog while passing by me AGAIN and making me think that the dog would surely smell me now... nothing.
The other "militar" just tells us to stay out of trouble and to throw those roaches away unless we wanted to get bust by a cop. The other troops that got of the truck just got back in along with the guy that was doing the talking. They wave us goodbye and drive away.
Me and my friends just laughed our asses off and got the hell out of there ASAP.
I still can't believe that fucking dog didn't smell that huge bag of dope I had.
*Note: I live in Mexico and right now the drug wars are in a high tension here, I live on an Island so no shootouts occur here but the military still sends troops to catch all the smugglers that get drugs into the island.
So anyway me and my friend just look at each other with a face of shock and disbelief and just start laughing t our bad luck.
I get out of the car because I know that these assholes sometimes like to take it over the line and beat anyone they feel like for whatever stupid reason they can think of. I wasn't thinking how I would get out of that one since we had an ashtray full of roaches and I had a bag of weed in my pocket and 2 hits of blotter acid.
4 of them get down with a dog and greet us with the usual chit chat (evening "kids" what are you doing at this part of the beach). We just say we were cruising around and if there was a problem with being in this particular part of the beach. They just say that they're doing some routine work and tell us not to worry. Whilst he is saying this one of them walks right past by me with the freakin dog.... the dog didn't stop to smell my pants.
But when the dog reaches the car he starts barking mad and points at the ashtray. The "militar" just takes a look at it and leaves it where it is. He starts looking in every nook and cranny of the car and ask us if those roaches are everything we got, we told him it was and he just nodded and got back in the truck with the dog while passing by me AGAIN and making me think that the dog would surely smell me now... nothing.
The other "militar" just tells us to stay out of trouble and to throw those roaches away unless we wanted to get bust by a cop. The other troops that got of the truck just got back in along with the guy that was doing the talking. They wave us goodbye and drive away.
Me and my friends just laughed our asses off and got the hell out of there ASAP.
I still can't believe that fucking dog didn't smell that huge bag of dope I had.