Poor Elliot

My brother's friend somehow got a pole jammed into his stomach while riding his skateboard. Almost took off his junk. He has to be in a walker for a few weeks. It's funny, boys being boys, they sticker everything up. Gotta keep it fresh right? He even zip-tyed one of those pencil case things everyone used to have in middle school to the side of his walker.



Elliot is now the father of this kitten that I found in my mom's car wheel 10 months ago.