Babba was a man who lived in the fictitious village where I grew up. He was always unkempt, but always had a new motorcycle which he managed to wreck within a year and then got a new one. Nobody ever saw him working, and his parents did not appear to have any money. He was always kind to us children, and gave us candy without any return favors expected.
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Very nice drawing. The iPad has such cool software, thanks for sharing eolake. xo beth
ReplyDeleteHe was probably a hit man.
ReplyDeleteThe fictitious village where you grew up? Now you're confusing me. Is the story fictitious, did you never grow up, or both? :-)
ReplyDeleteThe story is fictitious.
ReplyDeleteIt's hard to say that without being too blunt or too subtle.