Today, we had to go around the room (about 30 ppl) and draw a pic on the inside of our name table tent of what we wanted to be as a kid. I wanted to be a veterinarian. (See attempt at dog with added woof). Then, I also drew some sort of gavel b/c I wanted to also be a lawyer by the age of...8 or so. What I obviously didn't want to be: an artist. You're welcome, world. 
A girl about my age...likely a little younger but I still imagine I'm 25 so whatever...stood up and proudly boasted "I wanted to be a trophy wife...still kinda do...haha.." The room was silent..then a few nervous laughs when ppl realized she was serious. *perplexed look*
And finally.. things that would not be so cool: dying in the shadow of the king of pop. Sorry Farrah. And RIP to both Michael and Farrah... *le sigh*
3 comments:
LOL. Your art is awesome. And trophy wife... are you SURE she was serious? Umm... Yeah. That would be awkward.
It's a sad day in the entertainment industry...
maybe she doesn't know what a trophy wife is?
and if she *does?* that she knew as a little kid? yikesies.
okay, i like your art. it's not that bad, seriously. only thing is, i looked at it before i read your explanation and didn't know what it was about and i saw a dog and some type of hammer type thing and i thought it had something to do with a dog being hit with a hammer. i dunno. glad you didn't grow up to beat dogs with your lawyer's gavel : )
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