The two greatest pithy stories of the last 100 years:
1)” For sale: baby shoes, never worn.” – Ernest Hemmingway
Look at this morose motherfucker. Imagine being on the pitch with Spanish Eeyore.
Jesus Christ, man.
Now I feel bad for posting this gallery. I’m kind of concerned for his welfare.
I wonder what he’s like at home. Does he just cry all the time?
He just got off a ride at Disneyland.
There’s a therapy where you just have to hold a kid because they weren’t loved as a child. Is this what he needs? Would you hug Juanfran for hours?
Does he need a juice?
Check this shit out. He’s almost smiling. He face was probably bruised for days.