A little ginger in a green suit and hat with a pot of gold dancing around? Yeah, good call Jack.
Too many lumps of crap? Too many shitty pictures? Too many random objects that nobody will be able to figure out what on Earth they are? Too many glorious pieces of artwork? Yes, yes, yes, and hell no!
“But Mom! Dad lets me draw on him all the time when he’s in bed!” That’s because your father is an alcoholic.