Loose change, American style. There is a missing denomination. First person from Oz who knows which one gets a free kiss (if female) and handshake (if male or a female and: gay; thinks I’m ugly; has no lips; has a husband; has a wife; wears stinky lipstick; thinks I’m too smart for my own good; already knows I’m not all that smart anyway; loathes my artwork; loves cheese; minds that I just ate tacos with extra onions; wants me to be carrying a lot more than $11.61; can’t visit America; can visit America but would rather not; isn’t allowed to do so by royal protocols; isn’t online; is allergic to bald men; thinks I’m about as funny was wet bread; kisses boxer dogs on their slobbery lips; doesn’t like music; hates my music; finds pot bellies unattractive; knows I might me horny “by now” [Don’t ask.]; feels that money is the ‘root of all evil’; wants all my evil money anyway, i.e. $11.61; doesn’t like people who sleep on the floor; is afraid of people with “artists disease”; knows that I live in California and isn’t amused that most Californians are either fruits or nuts; doesn’t like Star Trek; likes Star Trek enough to wear pointed ears and never laugh; thinks Stephen King is a demonic writer from hell; thinks Tolkien is the relative of a paid roadway; doesn’t like squirrels; despises rabbits; feels that alpacas are too dumb to be good photography subjects, or; uses a Canon camera for anything other than a target for verbal abuse.
Yes, I’m happily a member of the ImageWriting Group in Red Bubble and no, I didn’t submit this image to them because I was afraid it would create a time singularity loop or create a temporal paradox.