So a couple of days ago Andrew told me about this creepy dream he had where he woke up in the morning, went into the bathroom, and looked into the mirror to find he had Moose eyes. Moose is our basset hound and in case you don’t know anything, basset hounds have very droopy eyes.
I shuddered, then was all, “Dude, we have to Photoshop that.” Because OF COURSE WE HAVE TO. And he agreed and we high-fived, then we forgot about it.
But today! We were slacking at our respective jobs, met at my desk to do this instead, and, well… I’m sorry for the way this photo may make you feel, but I also regret nothing.