It's an obvious fake
When the following picture arrived at the massive 23B office complex the other day it was brought to me on a silver platter, the normal protocol for all the photo submissions. The 11 by 14 transparency lay on the huge light table I use as a work desk. To further set the tone, I might also point out that my absurdly large corner "CEO" office swallows the normal office furnishings and I have had to include an entire Wahoos Fish Taco store, with staff, to fill up the space. But we had bigger fish to fry, so to speak, because fish are never fried here at 23Breaths but coaxed to culinary perfection through a top secret grilling process. "It's an obvious fake" I said after studying the image for no more than a few seconds. The staff let out a collective sigh of fear and loathing not heard this side of the inland empire in ages. "I can't go right to save my life" I said, the staff looked around nervously making that nervous humming sound they make when
