Tintin took a sip of his coffee. It was Monday. “Why the fuck am I hungover who drinks on a Sunday and who talks to their dog in public,” he said, taking a drag from his imported cigarette.“Raworrrrrr,” said Snowy, a dog, born without the ability to converse with Tintin.“Do you think I should call Dora back?” said Tintin, to his dog, who had never, not once, talked back to him. “I mean she’s an explorer, too, but fuck me is she clingy. What’s
Tintin Adventures book covers: I'm finally getting to read all of Tintin's adventures made by fantastic artist Hergé. I'll pin the covers of each after I read them and write a review about it. So let's start!!!