Boids

Tired of his plumage being mistaken for an archery target, young Harold practices hypnosis in hopes it will save him the annoyance of trying to reach the arrows with his tiny wings...

Tired of his plumage being mistaken for an archery target, young Harold practices hypnosis in hopes it will save him the annoyance of trying to reach the arrows with his tiny wings...

There was a night when my friend lost his mind on drugs and stood naked in front of a campfire... proclaiming "We're all friends, right?"

There was a night when my friend lost his mind on drugs and stood naked in front of a campfire... proclaiming "We're all friends, right?"