Thursday, March 31, 2011

put that bloody cigarette out.

























thanks to my dad for finding me these wonderful last words to stitch, attributed to the british writer hector hugh munro, whose pen name was saki. he was killed by a german sniper during world war I, reportedly just after uttering this sentence.

























i'm guessing that in real life, it had more of a hushed exclamation point at the end, rather than a period. below, saki and joyce.


2 comments:

Amy said...

i think i'd like a t-shirt with this printed on the front. :)

liz woodbury said...

what an excellent idea! i also like the idea of it as a no-smoking sign in a public place...