2024 was a giant, god-awfully smelling load of horse muck for me. What does any damsel do in distress? Cut their hair off and dance and scowl, of course.
Happy 2025, everyone!
Artwork © Brian Fence 2025
2024 was a giant, god-awfully smelling load of horse muck for me. What does any damsel do in distress? Cut their hair off and dance and scowl, of course.
Happy 2025, everyone!
Artwork © Brian Fence 2025