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Last Friday I had a late improv show and proceeded to live it up at the apartment afterward. 1:30 AM rolled around and suddenly I was addled by alcohol inspired by forces unknown to express my creativity. I did so by taking my four-dollar Michael’s paint set to my mandolin. I started to paint and didn’t question what I was doing until the deed was done. Below are the results.
This used to be a musical instrument.
The words only appear right-side-up to me while I'm playing it.
I seem to have accidentally made a nautical lightning theme.
I still have plenty of paint left, so it’s anybody’s guess as to what I’ll destroy enhance next!
