Today I doodled The Whistler. He hangs out around buildings and parks and other public places in the town that Dudey and Wiggles is from’ed. He is pretty creepy. Everyone thinks he killed his wife and that he buried her in his sofa cushions and he still eats his TV dinners on her everynight when he watches Wheel of Fourtune and farts on her and he drops crumbs from his potatoe chips on her cus and his lose change falls on her when it gets between the cushions, her mouth was open when he stuffed her in there so everytime nickles fall out of his pockets when he sits down they fall into her mouth and she is like a piggy bank. But, thats all rumors. He may just be a nice man who likes to whistle.