Rabid Pants Weasel

Rabid pants weasels seems like a good argument for yoga pants.

And this is it, folks.  End of Line.  The last illustration i did for Nutpunch.  But it is not the end!  No!  Go and like the 1x5 Games Fookbace page to get all the info on upcoming release dates for Nutpunch and other games they have in development!  Tell 'em Willy sent you! 

Blueballs

On the rocks please...

Willy has come the conclusion that blue is better than black and blue.

Brass Balls

Gooooold fingerrrrrr...

Willy uses protection.  Paint me like one of your french girls...

Crane Kick

Mondays...

Gooooooooooaaaaaaaaaallllllll!!!!!!!!!

Is this a Red Card?

Willy always wondered what all the World Cup hoopla was about...

Hey guys, the boys at 1x5 Games put up some pictures of the Nutpunch test deck in action last night!  Go show 'em some love!  Like their page so you can stay up to date on the release of Nutpunch and their other games they have in development.  Poke 'em so they know you care.  Futbook doens't have a "Kick them in the nuts" button yet but i'm sure they are not working on it. 

Elbow Jab

Willy finds out Tom is much smaller and faster
than he appears in the movies.

These are all a series of illustrations for a cardgame developed by 1x5 Games.  Check them out!

Ghost Balls

i feel like there needs to be a Pac Man reference here somewhere.

A defense card.  Along the lines of you can't hit what has become incorporeal.  But i don't think Willy sees it that way.

These are all illustrations for a card game called "Nutpunch."  It's being released by 1x5 Games later this year.  Provided a decent printer can be lined up.  Check them out, they have other games in development too.

the Eunuch

The wind brought winter on its shoulders

but found not fruit to kill with its frost

for the tree had given them to the earth for safe keeping.

(Yuck Fu)

Polar Bear Punch!

Take that stupidly-designed-thing-that's-supposed-to-make-my-life-easier-but-doesn't!!

"Polar Bear Punch." 
This one might be my favorite card, it was certainly a hoot to do. If you're feeling a bit squeamish about the violence of these perhaps you could do what i do. Imagine that Willy is a metaphor for whatever stands against you. (i said, whatever, not, whomever. Willy is not your boss.) But he may be the embodiment of the sin which your boss or spouse or brother or sister or total stranger sins against you. :D He could be poverty or debt or that twenty pounds you still want to lose or child abuse or divorce or hate or politics-as-usual-divorced-of-the-fear-of-Yahweh. Willy could represent your own sin which you hate; he could be the physical representation of something in this world which soon will not be anymore. Evil. In which case, roll up your sleeves, tape your knuckles and put in the mouthguard. Cuz it's time to get punching!

Or he could just be a poor, fat little man who seems to run afoul of every one he meets. What do i know?