Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Warhol lips.

Today your family came in to the cafe and sat themselves down on table 5. Your mother was wearing red lipstick that she'd been saving since the German invasion of Poland and she was even kind enough to leave you a memento on a serviette of the pout that she's still sporting.

Luckily none of us have any standards of hygiene or dignity so we just man handled that serviette until we created the appropriate Andy Warhol-esk art-form. It's so beautiful.

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