When I went to get my tattoo, there was a sign on the wall that said, “A picture is worth a thousand words, so why the f*** would you get words?” I slunk sheepishly past that sign and down a painfully short hallway to get my one. little. word. Nowhere close to the thousand it would take to compensate for an actual picture.
I remember trying to decide if I was really lame right before my new buddy Jon started mercilessly torturing me and concluded with, “Nah – I like words.”
That’s why you get a bunch of words in all sorts of creative ways for this week’s treasury. *One of the Anti-Treasury featured shops is going to be next week’s handmade feature and giveaway. Any guesses? Anybody?