[Oh, a trog who doesn't know how to run a comb through his hair, well he doesn't really care either, but he also doesn't appreciate being entertainment for peeping-toms, so he's just going to stare right back, one eye pried open slightly larger than the other.

Gracious, he's ever so popular today.

He can do this all day.

Can.

Do.

This.

All.

Daaay.]


Buona~sera~