There was this guy in my Hebrew class who called himself the aging dog because he was always complaining. Soft-spoken/whispering creepily, bending over to us, in the middle of class, because his irrelevant babbling MUST be heard. To honor the effect he had on us, I drew this.
I've been lonely and I sure know how that feels, not fun at all, that's for sure. Although I was not that annoying. I was very quiet actually.