My name is Michael and I have been trying my best to post a picture for you but I can't seem to find it. It was a picture of a 12 ounce Pe*si bottle filled with urine. Undoubtedly thrown out a window during someone's drive home from work- photos of it, and its brethren (seen primarily along the side of the highway), have become a new photo fixation. These bottles of urine are the focus of my newest, typologically bent, acquisition behavior.
I think the interest has something to do with voodoo. Friends, hold tight to your fingernail clippings.
1 comment:
Um, should I start to worry about you?
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