A long time ago, on a magical night, I met drunken Santa Claus. He filled our night with Christmas jeer and left in a puff of urine-scented vapour.
They say, if you listen real closely, on a dank winter’s night, you can hear him vomiting on himself.
A long time ago, on a magical night, I met drunken Santa Claus. He filled our night with Christmas jeer and left in a puff of urine-scented vapour.
They say, if you listen real closely, on a dank winter’s night, you can hear him vomiting on himself.
This doodle originally appeared on my Tumblr. You can view the original post here: personaltumblr.laurelgreen.com/post/38628397231/figgy-pudding.
Good tidings of Christmas and such and such…
It’s a deer! Is it a reindeer? I don’t know!
This doodle originally appeared on my Tumblr. You can view the original post here: personaltumblr.laurelgreen.com/post/38602470460/holly.
Go ahead, decorate your house with poisonous berrie!
Somewhere in this world there exists my special customized Christmas stocking with a felt Santa Claus on it, what I made all by myself.
This doodle originally appeared on my Tumblr. You can view the original post here: personaltumblr.laurelgreen.com/post/38522063411/almost-missed-my-deadline-tumblr-edition.
Sometimes it’s hard doing a doodle every day.