Apafréttir #6

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Hi
Those metal detectors we ordered from Amazon finally arrived, so we all went down to the beach to look for coins, bottlecaps and tooth fillings buried in the sand. But before we even had a chance to turn them on, a giant wave crashed on the shore, carrying with it a big old wooden box. After scraping off the barnacles we realized that this was an ancient treasure chest. Just like in that popular pirate film, Cutthroat Island.

Paydirt! we declared as we jimmied the lock open. We were howling with excitement and thinking about what color jetskis we were gonna buy when we realized that the chest contained nothing but seawater and plankton. We were totally bummed out, so we smashed that planktonbox against a rock and went home to pout and sulk.

Something drastic had to be done to cheer us up. So this is what we did (in correct order): We decided to throw a party, we got our friend Bobby to hold an art show, AND we moved into a new workspace! Read all about it in this very issue.

Love and treasures,
The Naked Ape Gang