Look at Those Boobs

My little Scott Kurtz is growing up. Why, it seems like just a couple of years ago he was so poor at drawing the female figure that he had Jade do nothing more than stand around in a dumpy black sweater with her arms crossed all the time. I mean all the time. Now look at him. He's putting Miranda in nothing but her undies.

Sunrise, sunset. Why, before too long ol' Brent might just find himself drinking his pretentious varietal coffee out of a Klein bottle or something.