When Melody learned that Timmy enjoyed smoking pipes, she wanted him to give her a lesson. Timmy was more than happy to share the art of pipes especially since he had the perfect pipe just for her. Robin and I just sat back and watched the two of them bond over pipes and scotch.
Well, we were all hanging out in Timmy's clubhouse, so the fun continued when Melody noticed Timmy's airsoft gun. She instantly felt the Charlie's Angels in her swell up.
She felt powerful...
and well, we felt fear.
Then she discovered the face mask and the really big gun.
"Don't mess with me."
Good times.
3 comments:
You ever notice that when you guys post pictures and captions that it kind of reads like some sort of twisted childrens' book?
This much is true. But the best part is that even with all the pictures of wanton violence, Dad will probably only comment about the pipes and scotch. ;)
Well, seeing how you're expecting it...
As for the scotch, a little leads to a lot. I can get you a cushy assignment on the Blue Route Crew when Uncle Walter picks you up some night.
And the pipes? Pink lungs are a terrible thing to waste.
Have a great day!
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