These early instructional photos show the perils of bad architecture apparently. The top photo is of a BAD architect, bereft and walking through a ruined landscape that has been caused by his silly towers with the crispy edges. The bottom photo shows the GOOD architect presenting the bill to the now pauperised home owner.The good architect is an alien as can be evidenced by him having 4 hands.Where are your professional standards???
UPDATED: Titled, Tagged and released.
Sunday, May 9, 2010
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...he's not an alien, he's clearly been awarded the hands of the bad architect (who will now, in consequence, be an even worse architect)
Bad architect has no hands at all. One surmises that Mrs Cat was involved.
Hence the crunching sounds from the back of the wardrobe.
There is no bad, only misunderstood.
esses, go after p's and q's
There is no title, only a missing "helping ZRM" tag.
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Y'know, it sure looks as if the Bad Architect received a bum rap, perhaps due to his deVrys deGree or some other professional jealousy. His castle remains stubbornly standing, despite the cluster munitions being rained upon it's robust if hapless exterior by the angry clouds. On the other hand, while the Bad Archtect may not deserve his lot in life, he probably shouldn't have set up shop in Uganda. Clearly the LRA has been by for a little religious tyranny and old fashioned terror, and he should be glad they only took his hands, as his lips appear to still be attached to his face.
The child soldiers and terrified terrorists have strewn the most horrific of detritus along the path to redemption, including bits of farm animals and farm owners, and the Bad Architect still strides through it all, no hands to offer tithings, no pockets to hold hands. One wonders if we should rethink our viewpoint, and even honor him for his courage and persistence...
From the bovine skulls dropped carelessly about it's obvious this is the cover to the long-lost Eagles album, "We Have No Hands, Yet We're Still Jagoffs."
His castle remains stubbornly standing, despite the cluster munitions being rained upon it's robust if hapless exterior by the angry clouds.
Location location location! Don't put your buildings under the clouds.
the Bad Architect still strides through it all, no hands to offer tithings, no pockets to hold hands. One wonders if we should rethink our viewpoint, and even honor him for his courage and persistence...
well, I would appreciate that.
...and so I built it on a swamp...and it sank...so I built it again...(Brass).
thoolott, collective noun for a group of thugs.
Bad architect has fabulous gams that almost make up for the walrus face.
Crispy edges are fabulous, but it's the creamy center that kill those buildings.
This is the Renaissance version of Goofus and Gallant.
Send $8.95 and the answer will be shipped to you in a plain brown envelope.
Because the comment(by me) that Subby is replying to was largely unintelligible I have fixed it up and reposted it by the not-magic of posting it appears, now, after SM's comment.*sigh*
I gotta vote for a magazine with a character called Poozy in it. What is their super power?
Ha I have you now! (says the interdoink).
shiat, sect of mussulcats.
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