Deep Sarcasm

Does anyone remember those days in kindergarten, or perhaps first grade, where you were given those strange little sketches and had to write about what you saw in them? I think they called it comprehension or something, I’m not very sure since it was such a long time ago. Anyway, today I thought doing something like that here would be fun, especially if I could find a picture strange enough.

So then I found this pic:

Well, the first thing I thought after looking at this was - what the hell? But then I realized that like every photograph, there was a story behind this one. Probably a dramatic tragedy of a story, but since we don’t know it (though it seems obvious), I will make up a hilarious one to explain what’s up.

So the guy who’s hanging on for dear life was enjoying a nice, relaxing evening out on his terrace. Suddenly and unexpectedly, his expensive recliner tore through his underwear in a surge of rebellion. Ashamed of this newly acquired exposure, he decided to visit the closest home where a sewing kit might be found - said home being right above his own.

Meanwhile, the gray-shirted guy in the window had been shooting down pigeons from his windows in a psychotic rage. He was so pissed off that he would have killed the lady next door, if only she hadn’t been behind bulletproof glass. All of a sudden, he saw an aspiring athlete in red briefs scaling the wall nearby, easily within range. With all his malice, he aimed to kill and waited for the opportune moment.

The lady, noticing she was about to have a visitor, rushed to warn him of the impending doom. By now it was already too late for the man to get down, so there he hung till he was shot. This picture was probably taken mere moments before his death.