Monday, 10 August 2015

Pull back and reveal

My uncle recently found a card I had made, aged six, in my grandma's memory box.

It is my first documented pull back and reveal joke. And also evidence in any future murder trials I may be the subject of.

Here we have a nice looking house. Christmas wreath on the door. Santa going down the chimney to deliver the gifts. Lovely:

And here we have Santa hanging in the chimney, facing his fiery death with the dead eyes of true hopeless despair:

Interesting to note that there are already some presents under the tree.

Perhaps this card is a comment on the existence, or not, of Santa.

It was my Nietzsche moment.

Santa is dead kids. Santa is DEAD!

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