The Freckled Finger

Ned? Ned Ryerson? To hell with being afraid of the boogeyman, it's those pink leotarded memory repressors you really should have feared as a child.

If you ever wonder why you've always associated the slight tickle of a chin whisker on your back and a gentle waft of whiskey breath over your shoulder with a toothache, it may be time to call your therapist.

This little piece of art was created by our good friend Pat over at The Freckled Finger. Pat's work is 80% genius and 20% degeneracy so I know you sick fucks will enjoy this like-minded soul's creativity. You'll definitely be seeing a lot more of his work on BH in the near future.