When we initially interviewed Jamison Forst, he said nothing of a Photoshop addiction. But soon after the big fella began slinging our lenses, flyers started popping up across the El Ocho compound. At first they were great - expertly altered posters of movies and such - each featuring strangely familiar faces. As ar-teests ourselves, we encouraged our new photog's predilection for defacement, for what was lost in intellectual property was more than made up for in photog lounge morale (if we had a photog's lounge). Now however, the dude's gone too far. He's gone and slapped a few of our silly mugs on a Dukes of Hazzard movie poster (click to embiggen). As something of a Yankee, he probably didn't know - but this here's still the South and you simply don't go around blaspheming The Dukes of Hazzard (no matter how good I look in cowboy boots). So, after much discussion we've decided to dock his pay. It may sound harsh, but it could have been a lot worse. Weaver wanted to go Gillooly on him.
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