The Dreadful Outdoor Cookout of Dr. Ivo Robotnik One of the things I'm known for, in my tiny circle of friends, is the worrying obsession I have with Dr. Robotnik. Specifically, these warped, surreal, nightmarish images I draw of him that bug-fuck the heads of everyone I show them to. Why do I draw them? Not enough hugs from daddy? Too much sugar as a kid? Maybe. Most likely, it's because I find people's speechless reactions to them so utterly hilarious. SO COME ON IN! YOU'RE ON MY SHOW NOW! WHEEEEE! AAAAUGH UUUUUUUUUNG HUUUURRRRGH HORSE HNNNNNGH EEEEP! EEEEEP! OM NOM NOM OH DEAR, I'VE GONE AND SOILED MYSELF.