And now, The Epilog:
Niki loves the word "fuckers." According to her, they really don't have a word as good as that in German. Oh, of course, there are sort of literal translations of it, and other cuss words, but really nothing that expresses the sheer joy inherent in the English statement, "Get busy, Fuckers!"
While we were going through the photos, I photoshopped a few of them slightly. For example, she had a bruise on her leg that I took out, and a little tiny blotch on her face that I removed. She seemed to fairly impressed by that, and looked thoughtfully at one picture of her pointing a handgun at the camera.
"Hmmm," she said. "Can you put words in the picture?"
"What, you mean like type something on it?" I asked.
"Yeah, can you like ..." (here she mimed typing things) "sort of like on a poster?"
"Sure," I said, "That's easy."
She thought about it for a moment.
"I want this one to say 'Get Busy, Fuckers!'" she said gleefully.
I looked at her and we started cracking up. "Okay," I agreed. "Let me see what I can do." It was at that point that I had to go up to bed, so it wasn't until the next morning that I, to coin a phrase, "got busy."
First, I took out the background and replaced it with solid black. Then, I put the simple, yet eloquent message, into the photo itself.
I sent it off to Niki's email address, along with several of the other pictures that we'd worked on earlier. Shortly thereafter, I received an email in return:
Subject: Re: Pictures
That's so cool! I am laughing my ass off ... right now! I will miss you a lot when I get back with people who have no sense of humor.
Well, I guess I need to try to get used to them ... "Get Busy Fuckers" will help. THAT'S THE ATTITUDE I LIKE!
And, indeed, what better attitude to have? You be the judge: