/ic/ - Artwork/Critique

>>4583834
>a person will come to your house
>pins you against the wall and berates you
When some wild-eyed 8-foot-tall maniac grabs your neck, taps the back of your favorite head up against the barroom wall, and he looks ya crooked in the eye and he asks you if you've paid your dues. You just stare that big sucker right back in the eye, and you remember what ol' Jack Burton always says at a time like that.

"Have ya paid yer dues, Jack? Yes sir, the check is in the mail."