George, it looks a bit like Pierrot. You know that friend who has neither pen nor candle to write a word? Well George, it's a bit the same. In modern pus.
George would love to work on texts and images in fun, but it is out of paper on hand. Or more thunder to its photocopier ...
And George is cold: it has reignited the heated until the morning of the season and now, a few hours later, amazed at having to keep his coat and mittens in the interior.
George has a little hungry, too: he has no microwave to heat her lunch.
Georges rather regret his new tattoos: red, blue, black or colorful, symbols Tribal and various cabalistic decorate now ...
short, George is sad.
But take heart, and Happy New Year!
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