I've Got Plenty to be Thankful For

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Further Background

We now continue our discussion of people and their suckage.

Even the most solemn of circumstances can be made idiotic by The Background People. Here we have a hallway in the Orbiter Processing Facility at the Kennedy Space Center. The walls are painted with the mission patches for Apollo 1, Challenger 51-L, and Columbia 107; a fitting, melancholy reminder.

Until, of course, you teleport in Ron Howard, The Middle School Years:

For some reason, this picture makes me no more inclined to have children.

Now, here in Florida, the days are long, the nights are muggy, and the bugs and toll roads are thick. But it's truly not so bad as this:

Come, come, Furiously Frowning Glasses Around the Neck Woman! Be not ye so rabid. Then again, if I I were ever presented with proof that I could make my face do that, even unwittingly, I suppose I would just capitulate to glasses on a chain as well.

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Background

Sorry I wasn't able to post the past few days; Friday I had to meet with my pimp and my parole officer, and then on Monday night Blogger was all cloggy just as I attempted to access the system. So you see, as always, The Man is attempting to keep me down.

What I wanted to post about was this:

People, and how they always be getting up in my pictures.

Here, we see EPCOT Guy. EPCOT Guy got between my camera and the great ball of EPCOT, and the great ball of EPCOT pays the price. I'm quite sure EPCOT Guy is an otherwise fine citizen, who pays his taxes and returns shopping carts and doesn't put large plastic snowglobes featuring the Christ Child on his lawn, but here? EPCOT Guy sucks.

Apparently it's a panhemispheric issue.

I don't take issue so much with this lady being in my picture as much as I do with my concern over the fact that George Michael just called from 1985, and he wants his jean vest back.

Then we have the Invasion of the Tourist Starers:

This, granted, is the reaction of most people when otherwise coming upon otherwise intelligent and educated people wearing a fez, as we see G-Force modeling here. And yet-- my good woman, kindly return yourself to the Sunglasses Hut. These aren't the droids you're looking for.

But ultimately, When Pictures Go Wrong, we have only ourselves to blame.

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