Interlude: Bad Photoshipping

Day 17. 64 pages, 30,106 words.

Ended up not having time to sit in the carpark very much today, but I did have a weird conversation with a friend on Facebook that led to this unquestionable piece of peak pop culture referencology and referenconomy.

My friend insisted that the lines exchanged between Arnie and the Predator in the original Predator were a sign of deep and abiding respect between enemies who had become friends through the hardships of their struggle. I took it the inevitable step further, and shipped them.


And then I Photoshipped them.

This sort of ill-advised creativity usually comes with a sleep-deprivation disclaimer but I’ve been sleeping very solidly over the long Easter weekend, so I may just have to face up to the possibility that this is just what the inside of my head looks like all the time, as a certain unlicensed starship medical officer once said.

– Posted from my Huawei mobile phone while sitting in the carpark.

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3 Responses to Interlude: Bad Photoshipping

  1. Now you’ve got me wondering what it makes you if you finish your friend’s motherfucker.

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