We treated our bodies the way high school photography students treat photographic paper. We overexposed some parts and underexposed others and then we left them out before they had completely dried so they stuck together.
Any minute now Mr. Fell, arms mottled pink and hairless to the elbow from hand-dipping archive prints in vats of corrosive virgin fixer, is going to come in and holler about mess and waste. But he’ll soon get bored with that and start talking about Ansel Adams instead.
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Mr. Fell was my high school photography teacher, see.
Posted 11 Jun 2008 at 8:53 pm ¶Yes.
Posted 12 Jun 2008 at 1:51 am ¶But chemical application is the best part of the process! They smell great, especially if you’re in a small, dark, totally sealed room.
I used to stumble out of the little place and annoy the crap out of the HTML students with my oxygen deprived babble.
By the way, don’t mix 5 hour energy with Pepsi Max and/or Red Bull. Could be just me, but my throat swelled up like I was a chain smoker with a cold.
Posted 12 Jun 2008 at 9:28 am ¶DEATH TO FISTERS!
Posted 12 Jun 2008 at 8:39 pm ¶so i sez to mabel, i sez…
Posted 12 Jun 2008 at 10:42 pm ¶Indeed.
Posted 13 Jun 2008 at 4:46 pm ¶Post a Comment