The zit's name was Fester, and its little dish-home stayed on the wall of his bedroom for years until its untimely demise at the hands of aggressive housekeeping.
So Fester, wherever you are in pet-zit heaven, this art film's for you:
Because there's no such thing as too much cheese. Unrolling the braciole of consciousness; shaping the meatball of life. Because everything is funny; you just need to view it from the proper angle. Good for cats. Made in Poland. Because everything is like a hat. You know how those gorillas can be... Very unforgiving.
Sunday, March 16, 2008
When I met Guido he was living in a dorm room down the hall from mine. But back home, he did still have a childhood pet. Not an ordinary pet either. It was a zit. Yes, a skin pustule that he exploded into petri dish where it could live on and grow.
The zit's name was Fester, and its little dish-home stayed on the wall of his bedroom for years until its untimely demise at the hands of aggressive housekeeping.
So Fester, wherever you are in pet-zit heaven, this art film's for you:
The zit's name was Fester, and its little dish-home stayed on the wall of his bedroom for years until its untimely demise at the hands of aggressive housekeeping.
So Fester, wherever you are in pet-zit heaven, this art film's for you: