Wild West Exodus: A chat by Parker
Ahoy-hoy gentle readers, or should i say yeehar-har? No, I should never say that, probably no-one should. It’s hot at the mo, a dusty breeze drifts by bringing with it tumbleweeds and menace. I’m trying to paint cyborg-zombies (cybombies?) for my Wild West Exodus posse but the sweat from my brow keeps dripping into … More Wild West Exodus: A chat by Parker