Bored out of his mind, Blaise walked around the forth floor looking at all the portraits. His eyes traveled across singing toads, unicorns running around hills, and a flying houses. Finally one picture caught his eye down at the end of the corridor. Walking up to it he saw three men chasing three women. He looked down to the corner of the painting where a girl was sitting down crying all alone. "Don't cry make one of the girls turn into a lesbian, in-fact turn all the girls into lesbians leave the asshole males." Fucking males.