As I was doing my appointed rounds yesterday morning - marking territory, terrorizing the weak and the inferior - I happened upon some strange scratchings on the sidewalk. As i investigated more closely, their meaning became clear to me. Apparently, some of the local hominids have decided to praise me by creating crude likenesses of me on the ground. While they are not the cave paintings of Lascaux or the petroglyphs of Chaco Canyon, but hey: they'll do man!
Hallie
P.S. Just because you're a narcissist, it doesn't mean that people aren't drawing pictures of you!
No comments:
Post a Comment