The Working Hour.

Tears for Fears.

During the last hour of work, I had a bit of a kick playing with the office supplies. When I was a kid, I used to love sticking pins and needles into the tougher skin of my fingertips. I thought I'd try to see how many I could put in my finger, and blip them. I really don't know if four is the limit, but I wanted to hurry up and take the picture before co-workers spotted me taking pictures of a tacked thumb, and giggling to myself. I also thought the staple-remover had potential to say RAWR! and the stamp can bleed.

Also, We Can Work It Out. The Beatles.