Centaurs Centaurs Ev'rywhere
Damn you, centaur addiction. Every now and then I have this strange urge to render a centaur. There’s nothing wrong with that in itself – hey I like centaurs as much as the next guy (or gal) – but the problem is it doesn’t stop with just one, oh no.
Maybe I should call Centaurs Anonymous.
It’ll be werewolves next.