The other day I was at an event at Citizen's Bank Park, home of the Philadelphia Phillies.
I was waiting in a line which meant I had to stare at that painting for 47 minutes. Or something I wasn't counting.
Just look at this awful thing. Everyone has tiny heads and Kim Kardashian sized rumps.
BTW, that's a total shot in the dark on the spelling of her last name. If it's wrong, then imagine I have a similarly named friend who also has a huge caboose.
Just look at that rear end! Seriously! This dude enters a room in the morning and his butt gets there at lunchtime.
I like that the little smoke detector thingie looks like a parolee ankle bracelet.
By the way, the reason I was in line was to see Santa, this Santa:
Now THAT is what I call art... and he has a big butt too.