Wait, no I don't. (Yes I do.)
As for me: no pain, besides the one in my HEART. Wanna know why? Do you? WELL DO YA?
All in good time, dear Harry. It's a good story, and I want to do it justice. SHUT UP OR I'LL CRUCIATUS YOUR ASS.
Eh hem.
Today, after summer school *cringe*, we went off to Target to pick up our rolls of film. That's right, we still use film in this household. We use it more than digital half the time. I hope you have no problem with that, because I most certainly do not.
So we pick up that film. And inside the little folders, right next to the negatives, we discovered this little jewel of a photograph:
So let us explain what's happening here, yes? It really is a new photo (and I promise, NOT a Postsecret picture). The reason for the unsightly rip right down its center (can you see the tape I put?) is because the subject of the photo was angry and decided to destroy it before something like THIS HERE could happen. And that is why there's pain in my heart - it's got a big rip down its nougaty center. LE FROWN.
BUT ON TO MORE PRESSING ISSUES. Hopefully you were not completely engrossed in that lovely pink pad covering his eyes. LOOK LOWER, AMICI. That there is mouth froth. Or, as I like to call it, RABIES.
Bwahaha! It made my day.
Hahaha! That's what I love about film, there's always a pleasant surprise in each roll!
ReplyDeleteOh, and how'd you post your picture without it leading to the original size of it?
I don't actually know! Usually it does that, right? I'm guessing that maybe this is its original size? That's the only thing I can think of.
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