Bovine Bling

What do you get if you cross two less-than-sensible mentalists, 2.5 compressors, 10 litres of paint and flip lacquer, 8 miles of masking tape, 47 cups of tea, and six acres of old newspaper? The worlds first blue-flip friesian Morris Minor with teeth!!

After a mammoth 40 hour paint fume consumption session, Team Suspect Devices rallybeast Humphrey is now sporting his new look. One compression calved, thunder storms knocked off our electricity twice, we forgot to eat for an entire day and we have made up a new language. We ran out of paint twice and butchered 2 compressors to make bits for the third.

Painting is a curious business. Units of measure range from the quart, (a bizarre US function with no practical application whatsoever) to the good old litre (minus what we spilt), to our own specially derived complex mathemathical operator, the Flemington (symbol -> embossed chrome W). A measure so precisely exact it can never be wrong, and it’s rightness is reciprocally proportional to chemically induced logic decay. When in doubt, add another Flemington.

If you understood any of this for God’s sake wear an appropriate mask when spraying 2 pack paint, it’s not funny and it’s not cool to go beserk on paint fumes (Yes it is we are lying - giggle collapse)