When I was a kid, me and my beavers group got into the local paper because we did something.
I’ve got no idea what we did, but we got printed and as a 7 year old that was pretty huge.
Life never got better.
When I was a kid, me and my beavers group got into the local paper because we did something.
I’ve got no idea what we did, but we got printed and as a 7 year old that was pretty huge.
Life never got better.
There was a tiny article about a project I was involved with. All fine so far, but they wanted a photo of me and a friend for the article.
They sent the photographer to take a handful of crappy posed photos of us, and then they seemingly used the worst one possible, with half-closed eyes or whatever, where my friend looked like he was coming down from a week-long drugs binge, and I looked like I was about to stab the photographer.
They used it again a few years later.