Goretober Day Seven. The prompt was “Gut Spill”. Who knows, maybe some observant soul will stop and save the chirpehs…
I hate drawing cars so I took a picture of a friend’s car and traced it.
I’m going away for the weekend so the next couple of entries will probably be traditional drawings.
I like to think if someone actually did stop to save the chirpsters, a truck blazes right into them too.
And then one after another the cars crush the leftovers until it’s just a fine paste smashed into the pavement.
Chirpsters is a funny word. I like it.
Another job well done. Maybe only one foal lives, or somehow they all survive. Who knows.
Is that a Chevy HHR?
It is! Good eye,hahaha.
Thank you. Perhaps the foals will show up in more Goretober drawings!
