The Sloth

It is my opinion that the truly slothful people in this world, when they die, are placed into the rotting driftwood stumps that lie on rock beaches, with no purpose other than to lie tormented in the hot sun, or to be drowned in freezing water, or be chopped up and made into firewood or pieces of fine art. This is a face i found in a stump near Bumping Lake, Washington.

TL;DR nothing really important here, just some guy goofing around with wood