OK, so I’ll admit that as a Lego-loving kid I used to play a little rough with the little plastic people … going so far as to melt a hole in one hapless soul’s chest with my mom’s glue gun, and then wrap twine around his neck and pull at both ends until his head popped off. But at least I didn’t disrespect them to the point of just discarding their body parts in the middle of the road.
Photo 365 #59 – Lego My Arm
