Monday, February 21, 2011


Kathi and I are living with a psychopath.

This Italian guy lives in our house, but he doesn’t really seem to be part of our host family. He wanders around the backyard yelling all night, and nobody can ever get him to shut up. The worst is that whenever we sit down to dinner he is there, watching us through the window and breathing heavily. Here’s a rough sketch:

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