I'm all cozied up, kicking back with a hot mug of chai, watching some Planet Earth and letting my brain idle for a bit. Ah, such a glorious night....But where are my friends at?
Probably vandalizing my desk space.
The Turd Burglars struck at approximately 2:27AM, armed with toilet paper and a whole lot of rage. This is what I get for leaving the studio for an extended period of time. Apparently when I say, "Yeah, I'm not coming in tonight," it also comes with the clause "...so feel free to violate my space however you see fit."
Oh, girls. I'm almost proud.
Yeeeeeah.
Artistic photography by Stephen, flowers by Ashleigh and damage by the TB's.
Revenge will be sought, no doubt. It's just a matter of when. And with a creative double-agent on my side (who shall remain nameless), it's no question that my attack will rival every retaliation in the history of mankind. Prank ideas are both appreciated and encouraged.
3 comments:
Remember: I was merely the crime scene photographer...not an accomplice. (broken link on "retaliation", btw)
hhmm the term "guilt by inaction" comes to mind
I agree matt... do you know what I think would REALLY get them good!!! baking chocolate brownies... and then (this part is good) letting them eat them in hopes they will get fat... total sneak attack.. they will NEVER see it coming
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