Photo Shop Revenge

I made her head enormously big. She had ostracized me, so it was fair game. But it was too large, looking like a pig So, I embellished the nose, and it looked so lame. I laughed as I thought of the way she might react. I know we had formed a sisterly promise pact. To never edit each other’s photos when we were mad. But I was in the mood, and she had made me sad. I clipped and chopped and zoned things in and out. I knew she would be furious, I wanted to see her pout. In the end, I posted a photo of her looking svelte and tall Because she is my favorite sister, after all.