Something like this:
Sunday, March 18, 2007
LEFTY IN A BOX
I have a friend, let's call him ErroneousSquash, who took ballet classes growing up. ES would always regale me with ballet horror stories as I was doing manly things, like crushing cans on my head. Apparently, ballet instructors have no patience for bad dancers and would devise sadistic means of punishing offending students. One time ES failed to execute a passable Pas de Bourrée (italics look French to me) and was put in the Box Of Torment.
It was really unfair, I must say. ES has two left feet. No, really. Look:
Is this a sad tale of youthful hardship, or a bizarre justification for a drawing error that went unnoticed until the paint started to dry?
You be the judge.