She's Got Legs
by Art Roflmao

Comment by KarenNfld:
Congrats on your first ribbon!! (although I really can't believe this is your first ribbon with all your excellent photos)

18. Portugese Bowl O' War
by Art Roflmao

Comment by Kelli:
Way cool, a prehistoric jellyfish!! I hope you enter some of those creative photoshop contests, you could win them all hands down!

17. Invisible
by Art Roflmao

Comment by Kelli:
I love the filter, and you're so good at using it! Total awesomeness!

She's Got Legs
by Art Roflmao

Comment by timfythetoo:
Well done! It might not be a woody but I am sure its a distant more flexible cousin. Congrats on your first ribbon (its about time!)

She's Got Legs
by Art Roflmao

Comment by Strikeslip:
ART!?!?!?! Finally! So long overdue, congrats! I'm glad it could be a clever shot for your to win on too. Yay!

23. Tassels
by Art Roflmao

Comment by Retroesque:
This image rocks - love the perceived movement.

20. Terra Cotta
by Art Roflmao

Comment by annig:
Woody, sweet Woody, let down your hair...
~OR~

Hark! what light through yonder Woody breaks?

22. Vacancy
by Art Roflmao

Comment by Retroesque:
Ok so I've never seen such a contraption - that's just weird.

21. Bean There Done That
by Art Roflmao

Comment by Retroesque:
'I've never bean to Me'

CHARLENE

I'VE NEVER BEAN TO ME - 26/06/1982
1 week at #1 - 12 weeks on chart

Hey Lady, You Lady
Cursing at your life
Your a discontented mother
And a rich invented wife
I've no doubt you dream about
The things you never do
But I wish someone had to talked to me
Like I wanna talk to you

Oh I've bean to Georgia and California
And anywhere I could run
Took the hand of a preacher man
And we made love in the sun
But I ran out of places
And friendly faces
Because I had to be free
I've been to paradise
But I've never bean to me

Please lady, please lady
Don't just walk away
Cause I have this need to tell you
Why I'm all alone today
I can see so much of me
Still living in your eyes
Won't you share a part of a weary heart
That has lived a million lives
Oh I've bean to Nice
And the Isle of Greece
While I sipped champagne on a yacht
I moved liked Harlow in Monte Carlo
And showed 'em what I've got
I've bean undressed by kings
And I've seen some things
That a women ain't supposed to see
I've bean to paradise
But I've never bean to me

Hey, you know what paradise is
It's a lie, a fantasy
We create about people and places
As we'd like them to be
But you know what truth is
It's that little baby your holding
And it's that man you fought with this morning
The same one you're going to make love with tonight
That's truth, that's love

Some times I've been to crying for unborn children
That might have made me complete
But I took the sweet life
And never knew I'd be bitter from the sweet
I've spent my life exploring
The subtle whoring
That cost too much to be free
Hey lady, I've bean to paradise
But I've never bean to me

I've bean to paradise
Never bean to me

Bean to Georgia and California
And anywhere I could run

I've bean to paradise
Never bean to me

Bean to Nice and the Isle of Greece
While I sipped champagne on a yacht

I've bean to paradise
Never bean to me

26. The Mothership
by Art Roflmao

Comment by suemack:
Alien incubators I think, keeps them warm and safe until the hatchlings emerge