It was 8 July in 2022.
It happens every year. A swarm of the disgusting little bastards appear and their only purpose is to land on people and crawl all over them.
A quick sketch to illustrate how I coped this time.
Art & design by Jake Cox
It was 8 July in 2022.
It happens every year. A swarm of the disgusting little bastards appear and their only purpose is to land on people and crawl all over them.
A quick sketch to illustrate how I coped this time.