istockphoto is my shepherd; I shall not want. It maketh me lie down in vibrant green pastures with skies blue as turquoise and white wispy clouds It leadeth me beside waters so still you can see pink and gold reflections of city skylines in them It restoreth my soul with deeply saturated colors It leads me in paths covered in artfully arranged autumn leaves for the sake of good design.
Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of copyright infringement, I will fear no evil, for you have allowed me to make purchases of images at a reasonable price your choice of formats and your smiling multicultural staff, they comfort me.
You prepare a table before me overflowing with sharply focused healthy food in the presence of my enemies whom I know by their exaggerated facial expressions you anoint my head with oil or maybe with attractively placed sweat beads my cup overflows and glistens with condensation. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life, and I shall dwell in the perfect, clean, shiny world of istockphoto forever.