"If you can't handle me at my worst..." is an on going series of alternate Marilyn Monroe quotes illustrated. New episodes every day from monday to friday. This is a random selection of the images made so far.
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If you wish, you can follow the project live through my Instagram account or buy posters and other merchandise through Society6.
www.instagram.com/samiviljanto
www.society6.com/grandedeluxe
If you can’t handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don’t deserve me when I interrupt your daughter’s school play by dancing ballet and sprinkling crystal meth all over.
If you can’t handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don’t deserve me, when we go bowling with your new colleagues and I tell everyone my religion forbids me to zip my pants.
If you can’t handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don’t deserve me when we are at your mother’s birthday party and I’m suddenly convinced that I’m dead and want to try out all the things I never dared when alive.
If you can’t handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don’t deserve me when I got diarrhea and try to tip toe my way to the toilet really carefully.
If you can’t handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don’t deserve me when I wake up after being drunk as a boiled owl and had a couple of face transplants attached to my face. The one on my left is Randy. He’s a chain smoker.
If you can’t handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don’t deserve me when I suddenly come up with a FUN-eral wordplay during your aunt’s burial and insist on immediately presenting what I think the concept could consist of.
If you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me when I own money to my dealer and have to hide in the graveyard eating french fries.
If you can’t handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don’t deserve me, when I’ve lost 10 lbs by jogging, not sleeping and by replacing all the carbs in my diet with L'Oréal Elvital hair conditioner.
If you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me when I'm combining my Hiawatha larp with my free weights workout in the regional train.
If you can’t handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don’t deserve me when I eat all that foam I found from the cupboard and insist I get to show my 90 minute long neorealistic horse pantomime act.
If you can’t handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don’t deserve me when I’ve traded both my knees for a Spice Girls cd single and a medium sized Sprite zero.
If you can’t handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don’t deserve me when I get excited of this new fitness trend, where you replace your normal walking with the macarena dance.
If you can’t handle me at my worst then you sure as hell don’t deserve me when you’re giving birth to our firstborn and I tell you I’m hyperventilating and need to sit down, but actually I’m just sniffing glue.
If you can’t handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don’t deserve me when the steroids I took to win the office internal table tennis tournament kick in and I start to play with my left eye.
