We might be perverts...

The other day, my girl Nik and I were chatting over email about Obama and the Inauguration. It was about lunchtime, so I had just retrieved my food from the refrigerator, finished heating up my soup and had pulled all my fruits and veggies out of my lunch sack and placed them on my desk. Meanwhile, Nik emailed me asking if I'd checked my phone for a picture text she'd sent me. The caption said it was her "artwork". This was the picture I received:


As I was mocking her, I decided I wanted to munch one of my apples, I looked to my left where I'd placed them and saw this:


Oops. That was inadvertent. Apparently Nik isn't the only one Freud would have a field day with.