Thursday, April 2, 2009

Andy Warhol Guns

Andy Warhol GunsAndy Warhol Gun 1982Andy Warhol Dollar Sign 1981
Senior wizards did not often get out and about on what Welkome to Ankh-Morporke probably called the thronged highways and intimate byways of the city, but it was instantly obvious that something was wrong. It wasn’t a frightened animal with five pointed heads and ten legs, wondering who was going to be the first to comment. ‘That’s bloody amazing!’ said the Archchancellor. ‘Hmm?’ said the Dean, trying to imply that he saw more amazing things than that all the time, and that in drawing attention to mere clothing running around by itself the Archchancellor was letting down the whole tone of wizardry.
‘Oh, come on. I don’t know many tailors round herethat cobblestones didn’t sometimes fly through the air. but usually someone had thrown them. They didn’t normally float by themselves. A door burst open and a suit of clothes came out, a pair of shoes dancing along behind it, a hat floating a few inches above the empty collar. Close behind them came a skinny man endeavouring to do with a hastily-snatched flannel what normally it took a whole pair of trousers to achieve. ‘You come back here!’ he screamed, as they rounded the corner.’I still owe seven dollars for you!’A second pair of trousers scurried out into the street and hurried after them.The wizards clustered together like

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