Friday, August 8, 2008
HOLIDAY

"The Holiday Song"
Well sit right down my wicked son
And let me tell you a story
About the boy who fell from glory
And how he was a wicked son
This ain't no holiday
But it always turns out this way
Here I am with my hand
He took his sister from his head
And then painted her on the sheets
And then rolled her up in grass and trees
And they kissed 'till they were dead
This ain't no holiday
But it always turns out this way
Here I am, with my hand
Well sit right down my evil son
And let me tell you a story
About the boy who fell from glory
And how he was a wicked son
This ain't no holiday
But it always turns out this way
Here I am, with my hand
This ain't no holiday
But it always turns out this way
Here I am, with my hand
Well sit right down my wicked son
And let me tell you a story
About the boy who fell from glory
And how he was a wicked son
This ain't no holiday
But it always turns out this way
Here I am with my hand
He took his sister from his head
And then painted her on the sheets
And then rolled her up in grass and trees
And they kissed 'till they were dead
This ain't no holiday
But it always turns out this way
Here I am, with my hand
Well sit right down my evil son
And let me tell you a story
About the boy who fell from glory
And how he was a wicked son
This ain't no holiday
But it always turns out this way
Here I am, with my hand
This ain't no holiday
But it always turns out this way
Here I am, with my hand
Thursday, August 7, 2008
FECAL FACE DOT GALLERY

Wednesday, August 6, 2008
THE FABULOUS

Internet esta lleno de webs dedicadas a ellos, solo con buscar un poco encontrareis muchísimo material, os lo recomiendo. Parece ser que el proyecto de la película se ha quedado un poco estancado...
DESCARTADOS

El nombre viene de una historia de Elias en Madrid intentando llevarse un vaso de un pub. Al final acabé haciendo algunos diseños con YE LOS VASOS!, este es uno de esos.
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
LA ANIMACION, CAMBIA

Monday, August 4, 2008
TONY LARSON RULES!

Thanks!!!
THE HYENA & OTHER MEN

Friday, August 1, 2008
MAGUA, EL HURON

"This is not the voice of wisdom. I go to the Hurons of the Lakes! You are women. Send your arrows and guns to the Seneca, beg from them venison to eat, corn to grind. Slaves, dogs, rabbits, thieves ... I spit on you!"
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