Here he is, fucking one of the reindeer. Ah, the innocent treasures of antiquity!
This is one reindeer game Rudolph didn’t mind missing. Of course ol’ Eros seems to come up a little short in the shorts, so maybe the reindeer didn’t even notice.
One related thought, concerning Eros Ramazzotti: that seems to be his given name, not a stage name. When you name your kid “Eros” you’re really rolling the dice, aren’t you? It’s a decent conversation starter if the little nipper grows up to look like Regé-Jean Page or the late Paul Walker, but it’s really a cruel joke if the kid ends up looking like Clint Howard.
I’m not seeing that. Looks to me that he’s about to slice the deer’s throat more than fucking it. Maybe I’m not perverted enough?