6.3 No Rest for the Wicked

Nor for the procrastinator, apparently. 😥 Instead of partying with my friends (or better yet, sleeping) I am spending my Hallowe’en night cracking down on Update #3. At least I shouldn’t have any interruptions since this is now guarding my front door:

Fucking terrifying, isn’t it?

But how could Trumpkin ever compare to such artistry as this… this… I give up, Frieda, what the hell is that?

Frieda: It’s Axorn, of course!

Axorn: PAINT ME LIKE ONE OF YOUR FRENCH GIRLS