Everyone has a little angel and a little devil on his or her shoulders, whispering, cajoling, controlling the puppet strings. I have, through the miracle of modern science (and years of watching Three, Two, One Contact and that show with the old science dude), managed to photograph mine.

The Devil (Fear her, do as she says!):

Teen Angst Banjo
The Angel (Fear her, do as she says, too! She has laser eyes!):

Stoned Banjo