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The Corporatorium: Headshots (Season 2, Episode 5)


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Diana Prince-King @TAFKAP:
I just gave the officers the headshots we had taken last week. *sigh*

Brooklyn Sudano @Brooklyn NY
Let me guess, they now want you to Photoshop them into their vision of their perfect selves?

Diana Prince-King @TAFKAP
Yep. Brett wants me to give him more hair.

Nigel Gale @MannequinMan
If he wants more hair, let him get it the old-fashioned way!

Prometheus @Theus
Let him join The Hair Club For Men!

Diana Prince-King @TAFKAP
Wait is that was a thing?

Nigel Gale @MannequinMan
Back in the day—it was.

Brooklyn Sudano @Brooklyn NY
Sy Sperling was not only the president, he was also a client! BTW, it still exists.

Diana Prince-King @TAFKAP
Ahem. TWO says the photos don’t do her blue eyes justice.

Prometheus @Theus
#WhitePeopleProblems

Nigel Gale @MannequinMan
You went there!

Brooklyn Sudano @Brooklyn NY
Well somebody had to.

Diana Prince-King @TAFKAP
Focus people! She wants me to make her eyes bluer, and Ivy is complaining the camera added 10 pounds making her look fat.

Prometheus @Theus
Isn’t it just video that adds 10 pounds?

Diana Prince-King @TAFKAP
I think so—also horizontal stripes

Nigel Gale @MannequinMan
Excuse me, but she IS fat.

Diana Prince-King @TAFKAP
You’ll love this @MannequinMan she says the stress of working with you has caused her to gain 50 pounds.

Nigel Gale @MannequinMan
And who’s she blaming for the first 250 pounds?

Brooklyn Sudano @Brooklyn NY

Oh! Kitty has claws!


Diana Prince-King @TAFKAP
Ahem. Back to me. So, you know that group shot with TWO surrounded by the Cerberus?

Brooklyn Sudano @Brooklyn NY
You mean the one Theus keeps calling “A thorn between thorns?”

Diana Prince-King @TAFKAP
Yes, that one. The Cerberus are complaining TWO’s head appears bigger than theirs, making her look smarter than them so they want me to make her head smaller!

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