Happy belated 4th of July! In the interest of political correctness, I won’t mention exactly to whom I am wishing that to or what exactly it’s celebrating.
I genuinely don’t know if I should have done this one. This was a bit too graphic. In theory, it’s no more visually traumatizing than stepping on some grass. But grass doesn’t have a family, damnit. Oh well. No regrets. And by that I mean “no erasers.”