Sulking a bit following the aspersions that have been cast on my integrity as a true happy snapper, with accusations flying around that I’m secretly one of those detestable “arty” types… or even worse, that I’m turning into one of those detestable “arty” types, I was yesterday seized with a fit of gleefulness at suddenly catching in the act one of the real arty types!
Scum of the earth!
Check these out. So much for mate and his snide remarks. Heh heh
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OH how arty you have become, you even frequent the ‘art’ shops now too, what other reason would you have for being in that particular location? My guess is that you were there to check out picture frames for your latest work of ‘art’
Now where precisely does it say anything about me frequenting that particular establishment. Hmm? Hmm? The fact that I just happened to be there at the same time as mate could be nothing more than sheer coincidence. Couldn’t it?
And anyway, its well know that I don’t “do” art. Not anymore, anyway. I simply take snaps.
Sheer coincidence? No way. You do nothing that is coincidental.
We’re on to you!
Seems you’re determined to carry on fostering these malicious rumours. Oh well, I’ll just carry on taking my snapshots regardless I guess.
