1. Andrew Hussie was coming over for TCAF, and as he and I have a SPECIAL HISTORY  / FRIENDTIMES GAMBIT I knew I wanted to do something special.  Then I remembered that the easiest way to put someone at ease is to cover your walls with photos of that person!  Of course!  I must have been SUPER DUMB not to realize it sooner but I’m glad I’m not super dumb anymore. Enlisting the help of both the Andrew Hussie Stalker Blog (by that I mean, I used some of their photos) and the very nice Byron Hussie (by that I mean, I asked him for some personal family photos), I was, over the course of several days, able to replace all the art in my house with Hussie Shots, including this very nice collage I made here on account of how my printer is terrible.  I came to conclude that the low-quality printing made the pictures all the more sincere! When Andrew and Cindy arrived, Cindy was sharp as a tack (as always!) and noticed right away.  Andrew and I stood talking, with me positioning my lithe body so that a framed shot of him would be directly in his field of view, but it still took a long while for him to notice.  When he finally noticed one picture he looked around and in an instant saw that they were everywhere.  A lesser man would crack, would feel his sanity leave him as his green bar bottoms out.  Hussie smiled and said “Isn’t this how everyone decorates?”  We agreed that this was probably the case.   The next time I park outside Hussie’s house, late on a quiet, still night, I will pay careful attention to examine his wall furnishings.  He’s probably got some great Hussie Shots hanging there. After he noticed the photos, Hussie opened his wallet and revealed a glossy photograph of ME, creased and folded from being carried with him everywhere.  Here, literal language fails, so you’ll excuse me if I speak in metaphor: we high-fived while leaping into a ravine.  That ravine was labelled “THE TRUE MEANING OF FRIENDSHIP”. Later on I had a huge party and if anyone mentioned the pictures I just said “What do you mean, what are you talking about?” ps: I also have a larger-than-life painting of Harley Quinn, not unlike this photo, and rather than taking it down I simply replaced her face with Hussie’s; the effect: mesmerizing

    Andrew Hussie was coming over for TCAF, and as he and I have a SPECIAL HISTORY  / FRIENDTIMES GAMBIT I knew I wanted to do something special.  Then I remembered that the easiest way to put someone at ease is to cover your walls with photos of that person!  Of course!  I must have been SUPER DUMB not to realize it sooner but I’m glad I’m not super dumb anymore.

    Enlisting the help of both the Andrew Hussie Stalker Blog (by that I mean, I used some of their photos) and the very nice Byron Hussie (by that I mean, I asked him for some personal family photos), I was, over the course of several days, able to replace all the art in my house with Hussie Shots, including this very nice collage I made here on account of how my printer is terrible.  I came to conclude that the low-quality printing made the pictures all the more sincere!

    When Andrew and Cindy arrived, Cindy was sharp as a tack (as always!) and noticed right away.  Andrew and I stood talking, with me positioning my lithe body so that a framed shot of him would be directly in his field of view, but it still took a long while for him to notice.  When he finally noticed one picture he looked around and in an instant saw that they were everywhere.  A lesser man would crack, would feel his sanity leave him as his green bar bottoms out.  Hussie smiled and said “Isn’t this how everyone decorates?”  We agreed that this was probably the case.   The next time I park outside Hussie’s house, late on a quiet, still night, I will pay careful attention to examine his wall furnishings.  He’s probably got some great Hussie Shots hanging there.

    After he noticed the photos, Hussie opened his wallet and revealed a glossy photograph of ME, creased and folded from being carried with him everywhere.  Here, literal language fails, so you’ll excuse me if I speak in metaphor: we high-fived while leaping into a ravine.  That ravine was labelled “THE TRUE MEANING OF FRIENDSHIP”.

    Later on I had a huge party and if anyone mentioned the pictures I just said “What do you mean, what are you talking about?”

    ps: I also have a larger-than-life painting of Harley Quinn, not unlike this photo, and rather than taking it down I simply replaced her face with Hussie’s; the effect: mesmerizing

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