My camera broke. (Added emphasis especially for Cherish, on the word my) It was the one that we were never worried about breaking, so we'd all use it endlessly. It would get dropped often, and involved in various dangerous 'photographic' ideas; Cheri used to stand in front of people on swings, we'd hang Nikki by her feet over the river, and tammy would fling it around like a yo-yo.
Even Dad with all his fixing things drive, and superglue bottles has forgotten about it. It sits all sad and unused over the fireplace. I think perhaps parts of it have melted stuck.
We're missing capturing vital parts of our lives. Where would we be without Ish's feet pictures, or Nikki's object studies. The ultimate worst thing of all is that Tammy is without a toy. Its such a shame.
Speaking of toys, Nik got hers.
5 comments:
oh well. that camera was a piece of junk anyway.
Uhm, you're missing vital parts of your lives? I can't see that by seeing all of the weird and artistic and kewl pics you guys have. And it's ok,I don't think we would mind not seeing Ish's feet. Ah ha, so tammy is a photographer?
Not exactly a toy leeloo, more like a possesion, a possesion to be hoarded and left unused. heh.
whats yours is mine. i thought we already went over that.
whats mine is not yours, and that includes my camera you broke.
U bunch of nuts!
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