My name is Sarah. I am 33 years old. I grew up in beautiful Buies Creek, North Carolina. In first grade I met two boys who were trouble makers. Their names? Rhett James McLaughlin and Charles Lincoln Neal III. When I turned fifteen, I got an unexpec...
"Okay now there's a whole other category that I'll call 'chalk painting' or 'landscape manipulation.' Like this one." I say as I scroll to the next illusion.
اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
"This is not a s-"
"Grass ball?"
"Is that made of grass? But it's flat. You can see that people are walking on it back there."
اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
"And then this one here is a chalk drawing of a girl picking up an Easter egg in a parking deck. I mean what-"
"The problem with this is that they took it at the wrong angle though."
What? I gotta take a closer look at this.
"I mean the person took all this time to draw it and it shoulda been taken at a lower angle so she would've been proportionate."
"Right and her feet are too big. But what kind of morbid joke is this? 'Oh my goodness! I'm about to run over a girl looking for an Easter egg.'" That's so mean.
We look at the next chalk painting illusion.
اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
"Hint. The man in this one is real."
"Yep. He's the only thing that's real."
"But I mean, THAT is amazing. That-that is just- I am just in awe at that.... for a few seconds." Rhett snickers.
