
This hat ain’t big enough for the both of us. Forgot to post yesterday’s drawing. Day 6 – 10 gallon hat.

Day 3 – Trilby. Don’t forget to condition your neck beard!

Day 2 – pork pie. I’m so glad I chose a simple theme.

Going to draw different hats on skulls for . Starting with the trucker hat.

He did the only thing he knew was right. He placed on his cleaning mask and got to work.

El Fantasmador put away his sword and found that he left nothing but destruction

After the dust had settled, El Fantasmador was reunited with his sword.

The loss of jelly made the skeleton weak. The giant skeleton lost its balance and fell with a thunderous clap.

El Fantasmador climbed the giant skeleton’s ribcage, stabbing it on the way up. Skeleton jelly began to ooze from the giants bones.

El Fantasmador didn’t have time to care about the shout. His shoes squeaked as he jumped toward the giant skeleton.

The giant shouted louder than a foghorn. Was it pain?