Excuse me, you’re in my shot…
“We had picked the perfect location for the photo: a dock overlooking the lake with mountains in the distance. The weather was perfect for a photo that would capture my happiest moment. And then these kids in fancy clothes got behind me and ruined the shot!”
Via Imgur.
“Welcome home, sir. I’ve been experimenting at your bar — hope you don’t object, it helps me pass the time while you’re away — and instead of the usual gin and tonic this evening I wonder if I might interest you in a concoction of my own design. Yes, it’s supposed to be smoking like that. It’s, ah, the effect of the rum and the mint leaves. Now, drink up before the glass dissolves, that’s a good boy.”
Seems legit to me, Paul P. Via Fascinating Pictures on Twitter.
Kids, police work requires training, dedication, and most of all, the support of citizens just like you, our “eyes and ears” in the community. Is there a stranger in your neighborhood taking pictures? He might be dangerous terrorist, casing homes as part of his campaign to subvert American values. Or maybe a real estate agent. Either way, best to let us check it out, because our trained eyes don’t miss a thing. Take it from us: When you see anything bizarre, let us know, because Safety is Serious Business!™
Via Imgur.
I am on a journey; a journey with no beginnings or ends, only middles. My mind is the chariot; my will, the horses; my spirit, the map; my memory, the glove compartment where I keep the map and also breath mints. What course do I set? Do I forge my path through the dark, untrammeled thicket of Individuality, or do I stroll serenely across the spotless shores of Individuality, which is the same thing but sounds better? Or is it best to follow the madding crowd, plying them with listicles about ten kitties who totally own Arbor Day and Disney princesses reimagined as postal workers?
Figi with a Jade Photobomb!, by toritoons, licensed under CC BY 2.0