Internet, I need your help!

I am celebrating 13 weeks post op! And I would like your help on this wonderful landmark of remembering how far I have come. To all of my computer and comedy savvy friends and readers, I would like to request that you download this image of the latest incarnation of my scar. And with the greatest, or least amount of precision, Photoshop/MSPaint/Draw/Ink Quill in whatever you might think to be the most hilarious, ridiculous, remarkably, silly thing that might be ‘hiding’ behind my scar. Edit the photo and try not to get scarred in the process. (See what I did there? Yeah, me too.)

I have included this handy example of my scar concealing Amelia Earhart and her long lost Lockheed aeroplane with our dog, Cashie, looking suspicious. The latter of whom I expect would gladly climb into my chest/mouth/face if given even the slightest opportunity. 

Amelia Earhart leaning dangerously out of an aeroplane. Small dog looking deeply suspicious.

I believe this exercise will serve as a cathartic reminder that, in life, everything eventually gets better and that it’s always best to let the Internet make fun of shit. (Even when that ‘shit’ happens to be a 9″ scar running down your chest.)

Submissions need to be sent back to iloveyouwithallmychicken@gmail.com by Thursday 23rd so that I can post them here next week.

The winner will receive a pet fruit fly and the pride found from taking part in something terribly silly.

Go Internet! Run like the wind!