I’ve been sticky googly eyes to things.
(it looks like one of the robot’s eyes fell off before the bar‘s owners Instragram’d it)
There are those who would argue that this isn’t true eyebombing, because I ought to be sticking eyes to non-anthropomorphic, inanimate objects, and making them look alive by doing so. But the folks on /r/eyebombing don’t seem to mind: they’re far more-focused on the chaos and hilarity that ensues when you just put eyes on any damn thing that looks like it could benefit from them.
When I was on holiday in Jersey, for example, I found an unattended rack of tourist information leaflets that were just crying out for a ‘bombing.
And because I pretty-much carry googly eyes around with me all the time – in the pocket that generally contains my headphones, a pen, a hair tie, and other everyday essentials – I started sticking eyes onto things.
The game didn’t stop even when I touched back down on the mainland.
Where next…
I used to do that in high school – I had two different-sized pairs of eyes in my pencil case which I used to liven up textbooks. (My favourite was Mother Teresa holding a kid.) I didn’t know there was a name for it.
oh no…now I just HAVE to do it! #eyebombing