A couple of months ago, my doctor prescribed four horse pills every morning.
They’re bloody HUGE. And I hate taking them. Admittedly they’re not as big as lemons… but at least if they were lemons, I’d know to make lemonade with them.
So what do you do, dear readers, when life gives you horse pills?
Answer: make art with them. (On second thoughts, maybe that ought to be ‘art’…)
Handily, I also take other pills of varying sizes (as you’ll see), and I present a few of the highlights here for your viewing pleasure. LOOK AWAY NOW IF OFFENDED BY PILLS IN THE SHAPE OF WILLIES.
Giraffe.
Flower. Somewhat denuded. (He loves me, he loves me not, etc.)
One-armed tennis player…
One-armed ballerina (or stereotypical librarian) holding lollipop.
Of course.
Man on Segway looking at a Mondrian.
Cigar-smoking Princess Leia.
One-legged man. Essentials intact.
One-legged man semi-impressed by Fifty Shades of Grey.
Lynsey White 