When at the beach on a glorious Summer’s day, the lovely lads and ladies at the fantastic Fwonk* studios promise they will never wear those sweaty speedos you most earnestly wish you hadn’t bought them for Christmas in jest. Nor will they torture you with terror-inducing spray-on tan lines or sandy crotch-paunches. Nope. Not now. Not ever. Our hands may be behind our backs, but that doesn’t mean our fingers are crossed.
Compiled, mastered and designed by Katarrhaktes.