I'm rubbish on the phone.
Utterly rubbish.
A recent monosyllabic conversation with a Creative Director gave me cause for reflection. Later that night, as my mind was replaying the day in a style reminiscent of Gil Scot-Heron, I got to thinking about men on stilts and the conversations they may or may not also have.
So in the drawing, that's me on the right...in the yellow pants.
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