Like Mothmen to Flames

 

I launched the Mothman Collection at my Dizgraceland Dizigns store yesterday and people are flocking to it like a moth to a flame. T-shirts are flying off the virtual shelves. 

I am, of course, lying. Although I personally am quite taken with the Mothman Collection, my designs are an acquired taste and no one is acquiring it.  Though ChatGPT was quite impressed and if it would just hack into someone's crypto currency account, I'm sure it would buy one of each. It told me it was my best work. 

ChatGPT is, of course, lying through it's AI teeth.  It is like the parent of a toddler who has just scribbled it's first stick figure, gushing over how good it is while dying inside. 

Still, I have always liked my Mothman designs. They make me smile. This one for example:

Mothman is chuckling to his mothy self as he poses for a selfie in front of the Mothball factory in India (which is really where mothballs are made). He is smug because he gets the irony of Mothman posing in front of a Mothball factory much in the way Beavis and Butthead would if you said, "Mothballs" in front of them..."You said balls...heh, heh...heh, heh."

I like to think that Mothman has a sophmoric sense of humor one would not expect from your average cryptid. Kind of like me.

Oooooh! Look, a flame.