Love and Pieces
Julie and I had this exchange where she asked me to break off a piece of myself so she could have it. I asked her what she wanted, and she told me she'd like one of my hands. So I thought, "As you wish."Then I sent her a mail saying something like,
"I'd give my right hand for you."
And this photo:
But Julie's got no stomach for gore. And my humour is darker than hers. She found that a little too much. Good thing I didn't use the blood.
Then she said that she didn't just want a piece, she wanted all of me.
But Canada post won't let you mail things that weigh more than 20 or 30 kg. And I weigh at least 65. So I thought, I'd send myself in installments.
I was going to do it up right with blood everywhere, but thought she wouldn't dig it, so I just cleaned it up and sent the next piece expediently.
She was shocked. Good thing I didn't bother with blood. I thought it was pretty darn hilarious. So I wanted to share it with you all. It's not all that great a photoshopping, but not bad for five minutes' effort.
posted by Fletcher @ 9:10 p.m.
5 Comments:
aha, that's sweet. I like the head picture better, even though it was a quick job. She wouldn't appreciate your ear though?
She thinks I have good-looking hands. What can I say? I'm glad she didn't ask for an eye. That would have been harder to do.
oh goodness
Haha, I love it! How's the job hunt going?? Rather like you with your painting, it's looking like Starbucks is calling me again, just til I can find something else...
Take it easy! :)
Ha, I thought that might appeal to you, ellie. Maybe it's because you had that goth stage?
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