My job does have its perks. You know, like being able to fashion a fantastic black/white picture of Tom Waits and mount it on black foam core, with a quarter inch boarder.
Mmmm. This needs to be framed. Red frame, maybe? I think so. Remember how I shit talked Bob Dylan and said there were better song writers? Ahem.
Proof:
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It's dinner time. Um, looks like cereal.
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