Last night I was invited to the most gracious abode of the family Gamble for an evening of frolic and gourd mutilation. While others hacked and cleaved and scooped out foul handfuls of muck this doodle of Kyle working away formed. Ideally it would have been a sketch of one of the delightful and lovely female guests, but Kyle was much slower at the whole thing providing more time to accomplish the task at hand. Perhaps next year.
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