He was a billionaire, I was a bellboy, can I make it anymore obvious? It all started one fateful afternoon in summer of 2012. I was working as a bellboy at the Trump Hotel in Hong Kong on an internship program. This was my first time in a big city. It was all I could have ever dreamed of, and more. But little did I know, it was all about to change. Follow me on twitter.com/aguywithnolife Please note, this story may contain mature humor that isn't suitable for all ages.

Hello friend, I'm Eli, your local meme rat. Welcome to my art trash can, the place where I belong. Look at the end if you want to see something decent (Requests are open! Also sorry for the art in the beginning, it sucks, but gets slightly better at the end) Who wants to see my horrible art? I'm kidding, it's actually pretty decent, but my camera is awful, so get ready for some bad quality images. There's some OCs in here because I like designing characters and there will also be fan art. Everything I draw is original and free-handed, no tracing. Enjoy! (Or try to.) Vote spam is welcome, I hope you like my trash.