Jody's Christmas present

It's the Christmas season again.  That means that Santa Claus or Krampus or Festivus Freddie or whomever has delivered presents to all the girls and boys whether they deserve them or not.

At Halloween, I used my artistic skills to help my nephew Jody make a costume.  So, this Yuletide, I used those same skills to make a very special book for him.  Before I show you this book, I need to familiarize you with Jody's new favourite show: Monster Truck Shape Race!!



He watches it and talks about it aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaalllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll the time, because he's 2 and that's what he does with everything he likes.  As you can see, the show is specifically designed to teach kids about all the different kinds of shapes.  With that in mind, here is the book I made for him:

So, what's the verdict? Does Jody enjoy the book?

I think he does.

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to all.  I hope we all have a wonderful and prosperous 2016.

John Gormly deserves this:

Yep! He really said that.

For the record, I have not listened to even one nanosecond of Mr. Gormly's radio show.  Most of the radio I've listened to these days is Ballsy on The Wolf ranting about whatever crawled up his ass that day.  I'm also forced to intermittently hear CBC radio at my job but that's because I work with a bizarre little man.  So, as a result of that, I am not entirely familiar with how John Gormly conducts his show.  What I do know is that when I heard about that asinine thing he said directed at Muslims, I felt divinely inspired to make the comic you see above.  I know I'm not really "striking while the iron is hot" since he said this more than 2 weeks ago, but I felt it had to be done nonetheless.

I would also like to add that drawing him was a rather nauseating experience.  He looks like the 'love child' created by Rush Limbaugh and a salamander he met in Saskatchewan as he was travelling from Winnipeg to Vancouver in his double-wide Winnebago.  He's got a reptilian-ish presence is what I'm saying.

See?  Doesn't he look as though his diet consists of crickets and algae?

Anyway, that's it. John Gormly put his foot in his mouth and I wanted to have some fun pouring mustard on it, which I did.

Everyone can now go back to 'booking faces' or 'crushing candies' etc.