JUEVES, EL VIENTICUATRO DE DICIEMBRE, DOS MIL NUEVE
At this exact moment over in Catalonia, Spain; kids are beating poor little TiĆ³ de Nadal with sticks to make him poop. I bet he's hanging out to poop out the onion so his job is complete for another year.
MIERCOLES, EL VIENTITRES DE DICIEMBRE, DOS MIL NUEVE
Something I whipped up for the festive wrestling fans out there.
MARTES, EL VIENTIDOS DE DICIEMBRE, DOS MIL NUEVE
A detail of the fixed corpus I mentioned the other day (Sunday, I think?)

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