Profpointy
Legendary Member
I had a self portrait (of my face, for the avoidance of doubt) pinned behind my desk at work. Someone asked if it was the Turin Shroud and someone else thought it was Jimmi Hendrix. Anyhow on morning someone had put up a photocopy of his arse beside it. He'd done it one evening after most people had left but went to the top floor as it was empty. The "lookout" said he'd jumped up like a scalded cat as the whole top of the copier moved when scanning; the one on our own floor had a fixed top but the light and scanner bit inside moved. I think he feared it was about to slice his bollocks off. Anyhow, he got the picture, and no one got sacked, but I felt it prudent to take the extra picture down
