The Story Behind the Photograph - Squirrel Cage Hazzard
No Reason. I just thought it was clever.
Things ain't what they used to be. (In fact, they never was.) The Profile (more than you really wanted to know) is here.
Tempelton Creepa had worked for years cleaning squirrel cages and was finally adversely affected by the fumes. He turned his attention to pancake collecting and imitating clocks. Although his wife June was clever enough to get him dressed for this sitting, Templeton never quite understood what they were doing.
4 Comments:
At Tuesday, November 25, 2008 1:15:00 AM,
Anonymous said…
Templeton Creepa had some strange-looking children, and having visited mer opiejeanne's cousin in Arkansas I'd say they would fit right in.
So, a possibly-soon-to-be-ex friend of mine is playing tag online, and he tagged me, and now I'm tagging you.
The rules are pretty easy as these things go, and the benefits are that some new people will look at our blogs. I think.
http://opiejeanne.wordpress.com/
At Tuesday, November 25, 2008 7:52:00 AM,
Unknown said…
You have such a vivid imagination...how do you come up with this stuff?
At Tuesday, November 25, 2008 2:56:00 PM,
anyjazz said…
@opiejean: Okay, but sometimes I even embarrass myself.
At Tuesday, November 25, 2008 2:56:00 PM,
anyjazz said…
@LastMinuteLyn: Thanks. The pictures do all the work. I just look at them and they tell a story. I just write it down.
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