My Father was an exhaust manifold, and my Mother was a sketch.

rushblathers

Hello.

We’re just gonna take a little break from Don Quixote today.

I told my younger sibling that I would draw anything he wanted for his birthday, and this is the image he requested.

I’m not sure why.

It’s Christmas Eve tomorrow.

Eve it up!

See you Friday.
(maybe)

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