You see them everywhere, but most often in racks of greetings cards belonging to shops: Out-of-focus photographs, fronted with trite and/or irrelevant statements. Much like this one, in fact:

I know; deep, huh?
Yeah – deep as a bleedin’ puddle and it makes about as much sense as a giraffe in a tutu. Oh, sorry? You think I’m being harsh? Nah. This is harsh (but true).
This “art” makes my mind race because I’m trying to decide which insult to start with since there are so many flying (FUCKING PUN!!!) through my brain right now.
First, it makes no sense whatsoever. Walk up to a dog and say, “If you’re a dog, I’m a dog.” And guess what? You’re not. It just doesn’t work. Nor would it be a good thing if it did, since people would be turning into assholes a lot based on how many times I’ve heard someone say, “Well, if you’re an asshole than I’m definitely an asshole.”
Second, this reminds me a little bit of the whole, “If [your friend] Jim jumped off a bridge, would you?” The classic parenting adage—only the answer is supposed to be no. Here, the answer seems to be yes. Your parents would be disappointed.
Third, do you really want to have bird sex? Seems less enjoyable. If your significant other turns into a bird, he/she has some serious issues and this might be a good time to reconsider being with them. You know, instead of morphing into a bird too.
If you’re like me and need to see more of this guy trashing crappy ‘art’, then slide along to That Isn’t Art and bask in the bile.
Cheers to Dimitra for the heads up.



