it's time that i came forward with a story... the event occured many years ago in my post-pubescent days of junior high. I was a curious young lad, with a passion for the unknown and numerous unknown passions. It was my last semester of my last year of junior high... i was in a photography class under the pseudo-instruction ( pseudo... cuz... well. there wasn't too much instruction) of Mr. Bozzi ( name changed to protect identity). Mr. Bozzi's select religion was that of mormonism, so one would assume he adhered to strict moraslistic behaviours... the case was not such.

So I'm in the dark room, like most photo labs have... im sitting in the corner of the room patiently waiting for the stupid chemical process to do its thing. My focus meanders off in every which way until it spots something of moderate-to-high-interest. On the inside of a randomly placed desk i find an undeveloped peice of photo-paper-stuff that you put the picture on to once you scan it to the negative thing ( i don't remember much about photography... you'll find out why...). So remember... i'm curious... and i guess back then i was an attention-seeker... as the teachers said ( which would eventually lead to my self contrived demise... ) okay... sorry im having trouble getting this out right... i want it to be perfect.

So i yell... HEY EVERYONE! AN UNDEVELOPED PHOTOGRAPH... im my oddly timbral voice... and everyone turns... and says DEVELOP IT! and i said ok... so there i am... excitedly racing through the chemical process, clearly defying the recommened time durations... so i take it to the chemical bath thing... and the picture begins to take form... and i yell out ITS A PENIS! and everyone said. REALLY!? and i said. " ha ha no. i can't tell yet" so the dark room... its pretty dark. okay... so the pictures pretty close to being done... okay.. and its kinda wet... so i grab it with the tongs.. and walk out into the shop..Mr Bozzi( name changed to protect identity) is not in the room at the time... a commotion arises... i observe the picture... taking notice to the shape of the legs.. the exact shop i am standing in
pictured in the background... right beind the under average pictoral depiction of what can only be a FULL FRONTAL VIEW OF MR BOZZIS( name changed to protect identity) FLACCID GENITILIA! i'm now goign to insert some blank space to allow you to interpret what i have just told you....





























okay... ready... well a teacher... a person whom we all entrust our children too... a person who sees us more than we see our own parents... has taken a picture of his FLACCID PENIS and carelessly left it where photos ARE DEVELOPED... okay... what are the fucking odds? and of me finding it? ME! why not someone else? why couldn't it have been you!? so i ... showed the picture to some people... i told a few people... who didn't beleive me... then i tore the picture up... yeah.. i tore the picture up... in the previous semester Mr Bozzi had gotten excessivley angered at me and another guy because we TINKERED WITH THE SCHOOL NETWORK... heh hehe.. tinkered... i could have had Mr Bozzi( name changed to protect identity) fired.. imagine that... taking photographs of his flaccid genitials in the same place where students could have been trying to learn... how ignorantly obtrusive... so thats my story... i've kept it under my hat for a few years... i hope you enjoyed it as much as i enjoyed viewing a photographs of an old mans flaccid genitials... in most cases when you rush the chemical process the pictures come out really bad... this one was... the sharpest, best contrasted, clearest photograph i have ever developed... why
why me...