Archive for January, 2018
My friend Maxivel Quinn, well, he has a saying. He says to me “Tommy, here’s the truth. When we be poppin’, there is to be no shoppin’”. Max of course refers to the act of “editing” an “image” using the “popular” visual editing suite “Photoshop”. But will there be shoppin’ (when we be poppin’)? Truly there shall not. And to be darn and outright clear, we are decidedly poppin’. It’s all thanks to this clever little knee tweaker from Mr Midas dot Gold which immediately sends us into fits of spasmic, difficult to watch to flailing whenever it pierces the winds of our cubical. It’s a snorting sonic horse, cantering through our office space, excreting on absolutely everything. And we love that, we love the terrific and fragrant poop. So yeah we’ve been poppin’ a bit. Wanna fight about it? I doubt it. Because you know we’re well within our rights to pop. The constitution allows, nay demands it.
Losing ain’t no option.
Artists you need to know rn
| 1. 1300 |  |
316 |
| 2. Voidhood | |
259 | 3. jamesjamesjames | |
186 | 4. Zan | |
174 |
| 5. Sesame Girl | |
147 |
