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Merry Christmas. I hope. Guess. Think.
Mine wasn't so merry; just another day in the rubber duck town. Nothing bad, just plain. Normal. Maybe a bit boring.
I was planning to do a bunch of Christmas-drawings like last year, but I first thought at it a week before, and started on this shit four days before Christmas. And worked on it ever since. So no fuckling drawings for good and innocent people this year. Ho ho ho.
I did, however, make this. AND I bought gifts. For people. And a friend of mine. I did it like Secret Santa- style - he just doesn't know yet, 'cause let me tell you this! Don't ever buy stuff on Amazon, and expect it to be delivered before Christmas.
Though, he probably won't appreciate it anyway.
It's Saturday, K-
Shut up, sergeant, I know that.
So, for my friend! Because this is actually a gift for someone. Here goes;
Rudolf got ran over by a grandma-
No, wrong one.
Okay; I know you requested this WAY ago! Like, four years, I think? If I had made it back then, it would probably look like a mix-up between a dead cat, some matches and red paint. Possibly blood from a virgin. But since it was Christmas, I thought: Hey, why not make it as a gift?
It didn't exactly turned out as a Christmas gift, but consider it as one.
Skulls and fire. That was the original request. I'm sorry for adding the badass dog, but I had to play around with some light study.
I hope it didn't turn out as bad as I think it did - merry enjoying for the win, Gandalf. : D
- Btw; forty cats. We're just friends. We dream together, but stay friends.