So I (the so-called rocketpony) checked outside the door and there was a box and in it there was a tablet!
OUTRAGEOUS, thought I, and through the aether came a thin laugh from Boston. Merry Christmas, my comrade-at-arms piped, and if you don't draw I'll find you and murder you.
I sat reflecting on this, as the program installed. Not only did I not want to die, I wanted to please my comrade-at-arms! But I didn't know what to draw
ANYWAY suggest BCB pictures, and I'll try to render them for you, and get slightly better, and we'll have a smashing time! Or maybe just one of us will.




















