Summertime Travels

I love Europe.

Not perhaps as much as Japan when it comes to the weird, freaky shit you find on the streets, but just as good all the same.

Heh. So on with the show.

Enjoy.



Swiss gnomes from a competetive travel agency.



Goddammit, now stop it already.



Why do you ask where you got your name, Shitting Dog?



For once a religion I can agree on



The Euro-Flasher



The Mannequin-Pis of Brussels



Heh. Truth in Advertising.