In yet further evidence that the apocalypse is already here (it’s just rather unevenly distributed at the moment, thank you) comes a series of photos of…well, we’re not truly sure.
We think this might qualify as cosplay. But we don’t understand the impetus behind cosplay 1 and so can’t be sure.
On the other hand it could simply be a Daliesque, post-post modern ironic statement concerning the early work of auteur Francis Ford Coppola.
In the interests of expanding our meager knowledge of such things, should you care to share a horse-head related image with us 3, please attach them to an e-mail and send them to:
someone AT WillNotBeTelevised DOT com
We thank you in advance.
- Unless it’s an inarticulate, desperate attempt at reality-denying wish fulfillment, in which case we understand it perfectly. However why don’t today’s kids find solace in a good single malt and half a blunt? Why do they have to be a horse? Also…get off my lawn! ↩
- So we’ve read… ↩
- Either including bestiality or not, totally up to you; no one’s judging, we promise…okay, okay, we may remark on skin tone and/or blemishes, but that’s just our fetish. ↩