Lara Zielin

FAVE LINKEY-POO RIGHT THIS SECOND: So, if historical events had Facebook statuses, they’d look like this. Full of win!

Happy flashback Friday! It is a gorgeous day out: sunny with the first nip of fall in the air, and sky so blue it makes your heart beat a little faster.

BUT WHY LOOK AT THAT CRAP WHEN YOU CAN LOOK AT PRETTY PICHIRS?!?!

Omg, I can’t wait to see what’s inside this book! And, wow, there must be a ton of content here because look at all those staples at the top! Frankenstein is jealous! Heck, Joan Rivers’ forehead is jealous! Jeez, there must be, like, a hundred pages to warrant all those staples!

(And, okay, I confess I have no idea what a pichir is — a device for pouring drinks? a person who throws baseballs from the mound? — but I’m excited anyway.)

Oh! Pretty pichirs! Of course. The kind that are nice to see. The kind that are worth money.

The kind that mind their own business? Wait, what?

Lara: Hey, picture! Dude, I totally have to tell you about my dog, Amos. He’s been really challenging lately and –

Picture: I’m sorry, that’s really not my affair. Perhaps you should talk to the vet instead? 

Erm, okay. Whatever.

And now for page two!

Take it away, page two!

What? No page two? Oh come ON. That’s staple abuse. And false advertising.

Hey, you know what pichirs? In addition to being nice and minding your own business and making sure people’s drinks are refilled at parties and volunteering at pet shelters, you should really follow through on stuff. Maybe next time we call you Pretty Pichir. For crying out loud.

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