So, Bobbe taught a seminar this past weekend, courtesy of Jay Carstensen, in Des Moines. That's Iowa. Sounds like they had a fine ole time, and more power to them.
But: pictures were taken, and this was one of them.
Guess what? You don't get to give me shit about ab-shots any more, Tinkerbelle ...
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I notice you didn't screw with Sir Arthur C. Clarke's picture.
I'm not speaking to you.
STILL not speaking to you.
I mean, you're supposed to be encouraging me, guiding me along the path of an author.
Instead, you kick me in the balls and laugh.
Maybe I can find another mentor at NorwestCon this weekend.
PLEASE post something else. Anything. Get my face off the headlines. More ab shots! Hell, lets have some ass!
is that the "worse" one he sent?
Jay
Well, I could put up a different picture. I have one of you tonguing somebody's ear around here somewhere, a fellow of the male persuasion. Yo want me to see if I can find it?
Hey, Kid, I'm encouraging you. You can write about, oh, I dunno, interior decorating. Track-lighting? Your adventures in Neverland with Cap'n Hook and the Lost Boys ...
Wouldn't it be a shame if that picture ended up on a Fark.com photoshop contest?
I'm sure nobody here would want that. Bobbe, your displeasure can be expressed in the form of used, small-denomination unmarked banknotes
Again with those eyes Bobbeeeeee
And yet ... where did I get this picture? All I did was crop it for emphasis. It would have been worse had I simply posted it as I found it, for then people would realize that you were standing en-pointe in *public*, surrounded by others ...
Hoist thee upon thy own petard, Mister Bobbe ...
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