“I’m sorry, Ed. I forgot your glasses and screwed up your facial hair. Oh, and you’re not bald. What is WRONG with me?”
“I’m sorry, Ross Family. You’re not that fat and your baby is not a zombie. I’m just really bad at caricatures. No refunds.”
“I’m sorry, Stacy and Veronica. I tried my best, but you both turned out looking like elderly white women. I’m not very good at this. Sorry.”
“Sorry, Tim. Somewhere along the line, you turned into a robot and your son turned into Ripley from Aliens. I’m really bad at this.”
“I’m sorry, Koller family. I was SO CLOSE on this one. I don’t know WHAT happened at the end there. No refunds.”
“I’m so sorry, Paul. This caricature looks nothing like you. The monocle, the buck teeth. It’s all wrong. I am just NOT good at caricatures. Like AT ALL. Sorry.”
“I’m sorry, Misty. You’re way prettier than this in your picture. I don’t know what happened. Ah jeez…”
“Sorry, Renae. Misty paid me to draw a caricature of you, but it didn’t turn out too well because I am NOT good at this. Like AT ALL. Sorry.”
“I’m sorry, Trish. Misty paid me to draw a caricature of you, but it ended up looking like Mario because I am NOT good at this. Sorry.”
“I’m so sorry, Ruth. Misty paid me to draw a caricature of you, but it looks nothing like you because I am NOT good at this. Like AT ALL. Sorry.”