Slid into a booth at a bar which resembled a nursing home for hip young people, we embarked upon a collaborative work of art to stimulate the mind and shake the graves of dadaists.

We accosted passing servers for their opinions on our art. Our own server told us they were awesome, and that she only had vague recollections of playing Exquisite Corpse as a child. The second server we questioned was much more enthusiastic, picked them up and examined them, and we rewarded him with his choice of the images (the star-off machine), which he requested we sign. He first told us that he intended on putting it up on the server's board in back, but later told us he was likely going to steal it for himself and put it in a blank frame he had.

Not only were we prolific, but our premier piece is being shown at a private gallery somewhere in the Twin Cities.