Oh! It’s a plague, darling!
Whatever shall we do?
Regular artwork
Bigfoot, beer and babies
An obvious combination.
Easter egg remnants
The shell remains.
Have an easy Easter
It’s all about crosses, or something like that.
Six feet below. Six feet above.
Fresh for spring.
Spring sniffing
Smell it.
Loved-up in the most morbid of manners
The love of the macabre.
Plagued by feelings of love
Embracing the sickness.
Embrace da evils
Santa departs. Satan enters.
What you want?
Shower in Champagne (or beer).
The Power, in pants
He has the pint (and the pork scratchings).
Big hit
The bad side of being tall.
It’s time for trash
Get your garb.
A honking Halloween
Demonic smells.
It’s a pumkpin kind of magic
But look at their range!
Smell that?
There’s so much of it about.
Praise be. It’s your birthday.
No offence intended.