So two and a half years ago, I made a post called "Hardly Working" that showed all the random pictures that I drew while I worked at Random Department Store, Inc. Well, here is the sequel, only this time I shall paint you a picture with WORDS.
So, the queues at my current job are completely empty and have been for the past four hours. So, because my supervisors are cool and devious at the same time, they sent us creative writing prompts to keep us busy. I know I've said this before, but I'll say it again: I'll admit, I've actually been having way to much fun with these. Just like Obama & the Kangaroo, I decided to let my mind wander off the beaten path and just do whatever the bleep it wants.
Prompt: Create an advertisement (three to five paragraphs) using this image as your inspiration:
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So, the queues at my current job are completely empty and have been for the past four hours. So, because my supervisors are cool and devious at the same time, they sent us creative writing prompts to keep us busy. I know I've said this before, but I'll say it again: I'll admit, I've actually been having way to much fun with these. Just like Obama & the Kangaroo, I decided to let my mind wander off the beaten path and just do whatever the bleep it wants.
Prompt: Create an advertisement (three to five paragraphs) using this image as your inspiration:
"Allow me to sing you the song of my people."
Now, to me, it looks like these guys are sharing in some particularly hilarious joke. As a result. here is what I spawned:
Do you ever feel like the Netherworld is just a little too dreary at times? Our home may be
riddled with trillions of dead folks, but that doesn't mean we have to act like
it! Even Hades needs a chuckle once every few millennia.
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any situation into a gold mine of comedic wonder. Along with my fellow humor
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AKA; My life in a nutshell.
Also, shout out to the person in Romania that's actually reading this. "Vă mulțumim!" ;)
