Even by my own low standards, the time I’ve taken to post the answers to Matthew Draws X is indefensible. My apologies. Let’s begin.

I gave you this fellow:

He is not Robert Pattinson, Orlando Bloom, or Russell Brand. Not Clay Aiken or David Bowie. He isn’t Annie Lennox, Diane Sawyer, Ellen Degeneres, or Jaime Lee Curtis. He is not Jacob Dylan, He is, of course, Jacob’s father Bob, my very favorite musician of all time.

To my shock and delight, one of you actually guessed “Cate Blanchett as Bob Dylan,” which makes me feel almost affirmed.

Moving, on, I fear I did a grave disservice to this sweet young flower.

She is not Jennifer Aniston, Gwyneth Paltrow, or Drew Barrymore. Not Courtney Love or Tanya Harding. She is not “a real estate agent.” And perhaps she is, as one of you guessed, “the product of too much plastic surgery,” but she is, undoubtedly, less freakish than my humble line has implied.

Oh, Kelly Ripa, I apologize to thee.

I have wanted to draw this person for a long time.

All the practice I did in my head must have paid off, because almost every single one of you guessed correctly. In fact, the only “wrong” guesses were actually pretty much right. For example: “Sarah Palin…or the pornstar that played her in that movie. That I never saw. Honestly.”

I find I often have difficulty capturing the correct width of someone’s face. Case in point:

Soime of you got the general idea, but this is not Shaq, Brandon Roy, or Labron.

Some of you were barking up a different tree. It’s not “angry Dali Lama,” “wrestler dental patient,” or “Samoan Fu Manchu.”

It’s not “an angry gangster whose lunch just got stolen.” It is an angry NBA MVP who was recently savaged by my pen.

Please don’t hurt me Kobe Bryant. Please.

The bonus question was: If these four characters made up a Super Hero Squad, what would the name of their squad be?

The Frump Squad, with Special Guest, The Rock
Mission Not Possible
The “We Don’t Need No Costumes, No One Recognizes Us Anyway” Squad
The C-Team
The Stupid Hairy Gang
The Feckless Four
The Scribblers
James Franco and the Fall of Mankind
Intimacy (I don’t understand this one at all, but I love it)
The Overconfident Alliance of the Faulty Pen

And that’s all she wrote. Another blatant humiliation from the pen of me. And yet, I find myself already begging for more.

Here’s how I plan on sating my desire to draw while making my amends for taking so long to post this batch of answers: I will post Matthew Draws XI on Tuesday and will post the answers on Wednesday. We’ll call it Matthew Draws Lightning Round.