Here I am discussing the backstory of the Corinne portrait (in the back of my car–which Corinne’s roommate’s dog later shits in–but that’s another story). Then I present the portrait to a slightly grumpy, make-up free Corinne! Hooray! Hurrah!

When I finished this video, I shut my camera and said, “I’m glad I got that on video!” and she said, “Wait a minute, you were videotaping that? Asshole! I thought you were just going to take pictures!”

“That’s a good idea. I should take pictures too.”

So she yanked her hoodie over her head and graciously allowed me to photograph the portrait I slaved over. S-l-a-v-e-d.

So long, Corinne’s tits! We’re gonna miss you in our living room!

She placed the painting in her bedroom, on top of her dresser. I hope she hangs it. Well, even if she doesn’t, I will. That’s just the kind of gal I am.