My Neighbour Errol- Guessing Games
Sigh…Errol has a new text message game he likes to play. It’s called “Guess the Body Part”. Once a day, I will receive a picture of a close-up of one of Errol’s body parts. And I have to guess what it is. Simple enough, you might say. Except absolutely every picture uncannily resembles…a bum.
For obvious reasons, I’m not going to post the photos. Instead, I’m going to show you pictures of things I’d rather see than Errol’s fake butt.
It didn’t start off as a game. It started off as a one-off photo of a bent elbow looking like that other part of the anatomy. The only purpose at the time was to make me uncomfortable and grossed out. Mission accomplished. But much like a ten year old boy, Errol became fascinated with which of his other body parts could look like a butt. And so the game began.
Now, every day, there is a new photo waiting in my text messages. There was a time not so long ago when I would check my messages right away. Not so much anymore. When that “A picture message from Errol” shows up on my phone, I have to pause, checking my surroundings, wondering if my boss will come up behind me as what looks unmistakenly like a butt pops up on my screen.
There is a shocking amount of effort and time put into these. Some people use their creative energy to write poetry or draw or sing. Errol uses it for fake butt photos. He takes great pride in them, showing them to his friends like a proud parent shows pictures of their children.
Now others are starting to suffer as well. Poor Debs, Errol’s friend and bandmate, was forced to help him take a picture of his man cleavage since he needed both his hands to achieve such a look. When she spoke about it, she got a weary, haunted look on her face.
I don’t know why I play the game. I suppose if I stopped guessing, the photos would stop. But in a weird warped way, they provide comic relief during my frustrating work day. I clearly need a new job if fake butt pictures are starting to be a relief.
More importantly though, my hope is that there are only a finite amount of body parts that look like a bum. The faster I guess, the faster Errol will run out of material. Unless he starts taking photos of his actual bum. Which will be a terrifying day indeed.
Posted on April 16, 2013, in My Neighbour Errol and tagged ERROL, fake bum pics, manda. Bookmark the permalink. 11 Comments.
My guess is Errol will either keep finding things that look like a bum on him or he’ll take pictures of easily obvious bum-like features on others because he’ll somehow get them to agree. The last one might, I’m sorry to say, be his bum.
I think you might be right.
At least you always have Sir Patrick Stewart. Omg I love his twitter picture. I think it’s still the same one. Him in a ball pit.
Oooh! Yes, that picture is quite delightful!
And the ones you posted as well.
Out of curiosity, what is your job?
By day I’m a bookkeeper. By night an actor and writer :D. how about yourself?
I work at the local library but I also write. Surrounded by technology either way.
Leonard Cohen is my old man crush 🙂
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