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The Blue Man |
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The back seat of my car was getting
lonely... I also wanted to make something to put back there so that
people would do plenty of double takes. So I decided to make a blue paper
mache man. It wasn't easy, but then again it really wasn't too hard.
Anyways, here is the making of the blue man. |
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Of corse I had to find the recipe for
paper mache. |
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The start of the blue man's ripped
chest. (get it? haha!) |
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In deep thought. Hmmmm. |
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Completeion of his chest. How great. |
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His head about to be attached. He has
lost his mind... |
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I promice I'm not a canabal. |
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Daisy. |
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Making the recipe. 3 parts water, 1
part flour. Easy. |
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The patient is ready doctor. |
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I smelled kinda weird. |
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Getting serious. No smiling. |
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The paper mache began to harden while
on my hands. |
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The blue man has a huge backbone. |
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Time, patience, and candy. |
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Almost there. Bah humbug. |
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The paper mache part is finished. |
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Nice cheap acrylic one buck paints. |
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Baby blue was the color. So people
would wonder why a blue man was in my car. |
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His version of a sunburn. Ouch. |
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Sea sick? |
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Yep, Barf... Barf.... |
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Paint is not tasty. |
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I was dead tired. Yet the painting was
almost finished. |
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Painting of the eyes. |
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Haha, he is smirking. |
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Just chillun with the blue man. |
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Still chillun with the blue man. |
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Almost finished. |
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Ah, there we go. One more step. |
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In the car. His home. |
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Now people are gonna freak out to look
in my car. |
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And I was happy to see my creation
finished. |
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Part 2: New Style |
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The blue mans style sucked. He blended
in with the seats too well. Wah wah wah... New clothes had to be processed. |
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Very deep thought... |
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So I fixed that problem! |
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The blue man enjoys his new attire. |
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Now everyone can see him all the more. |
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Yet he has not hands to pick his nose
with. |
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Part 3: A New Hairdo |
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A few months later, I noticed how the
blue man was completely bald. No hair! It was time for him to sprout some
strands. |
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He now has some bangs. |
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His hairlessness is disappearing. |
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I did not enjoy the millions of hairs
for his head. BAH! |
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He asked if a mullet was possible...
NO. |
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At this point in his baldness, we
changed his name to friar blue. |
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Friar blue the monk. |
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No more
Rogaine!!! |
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We were shocked at the results. |
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And the ladies went crazy over his new
hairdo and SuPYo.com shirt! |
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The people will stare, the kids will
point, yet I will just smile and nod. |
