Ink Splatters: The Unfortunate Consequences of Creative Expression

Caution: The following content is a collection of unfortunate incidents involving the misuse of ink.

Warning: Viewing this page may cause:

• Nervousness
• Tears
• Existential dread

But hey,ประก#f2f2f2; you asked for this page. Here's the story of Bob, a talented but hapless artist:

Bob's Tale of Woe

Bob was a visionary artist, known for his innovative use of ink and paint. But little did he know, his art would become a hazard to society.

• His ink-stained apron became a biohazard, forcing his wife to wear a hazmat suit whenever they had dinner together.
• His studio became a crime scene, with ink splatters on the ceiling, walls, and prophets (he had a thing for prophetic art, it seemed).
• And his latest masterpiece, a beautiful ink-splattered canvas, was mistaken for a terrorist threat, prompting a SWAT team raid on his home.

And now, Bob's art studio is a thing of the past. His art supplies have been confiscated, and he's been banned from all creative pursuits for life.

Take the first step on the road to recovery: Enroll in the Ink Splatter Recovery Course

Or, if you're feeling particularly adventurous, visit our sister site, Ink prophets Anonymous

(Disclaimer: Neither of these links will help you avoid ink-related trauma.)

Stay safe, and stay splattered-free, out there!