So, on to our final round-up of jerky skeletons!
Again, another artist who shouldn't be drawing covers after being turned down for a date!
Skeleton on the right is really, really pissed at the skeleton on the left. That guy took the last pair of goggly eyes, and now he's stuck with two marbles ratting around in his sockets.
OK, add one more artist that shouldn't be drawing covers after being turned down for a date!
Sure, the robbed and sickle wielding skeleton is a bit menacing, but the other skeletons look like they are just screwing around. Being jerks, as they would say. They aren't helping at all! The one on the left is desperately trying to peek at the cleavage, the one in the middle is a jerk racist working on his "mammy" pose, and the one in the back is just doing "look at me, mom, and you said I'd never amount to anything at the black mass!"
Can we top this collection of skeletal jerks?
The guy in the back isn't shaking in fear, he's shaking in anger. First, the trumpeter is wasting everybody's time due to the slight fact that he doesn't have any lungs. The conductor won't get rid of his smelly sea weed toupee even though everybody knows it's fake, and the skeleton bottom left seems to be operating the controls to a drawbridge, and that's really got to interfere with the rhythm!