Gonna perform some surgery. Of the arts. Fine arts surgery.
Gotta put the hollywood in Hollywood. Gotta get the glitz and glamour, riiiiiight?
First, let's examine the patient....
Oh yeah, those letters are an eyesore...
gotta remove those alphabet nightmares and spruce that shit up...
Let's make some incisions and then remove the offending letters
"OH SHIT! WITH A BUTTERKNIFE?1?! Dr. Paul you can't remove no paper from board with a..."
"Shuyamouf. I do what I what. No parents no rulez.... I went to art school....."
OH BABY. Trace that shit out onto binders board for the 3-D effects, cut it out, file the edges smooth as a baby's bottom, and break out the adhesive mylar. Trace that shit with a KNIFE, SON.
"Oh, but Dr. Paul, how are you going to glamour-ize that "L"
when it's covered by that golden lock of hair?"
"i'm gonna trace it, dummy."
"But Dr. Paul, how are you gonna..."
"Oh, Dr. Paul, you make it looks so easy!"
"Quiet, Nurse. You don't even exist."