a nob's as good as a wank to a blind horse

You'll recall my celebration of the atavistic urge to draw cocks (preferably with all spunk coming out the end) on things: walls, hillsides, rooftops, fresh falls of snow - well, I think what I'm about to show you is an example of something similar, or just of extreme childishness, which may in the end be pretty much the same thing.

having a bit of a clear-out of some old laptop folders and found two bits of scurrilous amateurish image-editing I must have done in idle moments. seems a shame not to share them here. #filth pic.twitter.com/DHU8Y9qa17

— Dave Thomas (@electrichalibut) March 28, 2018

Images reproduced here just to save you some clickage. Original words were "mince" and "cute", fairly obviously.

The basic rule is: the Photoshop (or, more accurately, MS Paint) work must be extremely simple or I can't be arsed. Anyway, one of the photos I took of the Winking Owl bottle inspired a) a similar urge and b) the recollection that I'd done something similar a while back with a pack of walking socks I'd bought.