*wonders how one sells pics to their progeny*
No, no, no ...
The progeny are the ones who pressed the elder into having pics made, in the first place.
I have destroyed pics of an elder, following a company protocol, in order to influence a buying decision in the progenic extensions of said elder. It was a job I hated and I only worked for that company for four months before I began to systematically destroy expensive things which they used to do this. (imagine how fucked up it could be to put your pubic hairs (or any random filth) into the lenses of the fancy cameras they used. Every portrait taken with that camera system would have to be re-taken, because of phantom imagery captured during the photo session. I did that about forty times. I have no idea if anyone ever figured it out. I just knew that if I sabotaged the processs the company would mysteriously suffer in any geographical area where I had worked.) I felt that a turn-around was overdue.
You cunt, I cunt!!
I lost though. I had to distance myself from this to save my sanity. Elsewise, I might have fucked them up, in public, except for my weaknessses.
The company is long gone, out-of-business. I am probably not the only one who worked for them and tried to fuck them over in various ways!
