This is a photo of my nice Christian mennonite son. His brother needed to do some portrait work for his photography class, so he agreed to be the subject. Between the two of them, they liked the idea of smoke curling out of one's face as part of the "art". When I refused to hop in my truck and go buy a cigar for them as a prop, they did the next best thing... lit a rolled up index file card on fire and inhaled. Ahhhh. These precious kodak moments....
3 comments:
Ummm, Jane ... that is sorta scary that your kids are smokin' index cards. That is definitely a first. Ask him for me -- did it taste like sh*t?
I tried to smoke a cinnamon stick when I was a teenager. It didn't work very well.
When Clint was 10, an older friend convinced him that smoking an Earl Grey tea bag was not only cool, it was, more importantly, unpunishable. "Your mom can't get mad at you because it's not illegal. Besides, has she ever told you, you're not allowed to smoke a teabag??"
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