…thank you…and goodnight.
…my flat mate is cursed…
…he’s a sensitive soul, not fond of graphic images in any way shape or form…
… and every time he flicks thru the TV channels to gauge what crap is the most watchable of the crap on offer…
…he manages to “flash” himself with scenes from the latest “distended-genitals-get-fixed” reality show…
…for my flatmates sake I’m not going to give this the “finished-artwork” treatment…
…that and the fact I’m trying to keep the mileage down on my pink colouring pencil at the moment.