Friday, March 25, 2005

Noble Princes of the Kingdom of .357

While Daddy's out waging war, my two sons are keeping the Kingdom of .357 locked down. The oldest is 7 year's old (Heir to .357's throne) and the youngest is 2 year's old (Supreme Commander of the Ministry of War).

Behold the spoils of their latest campaign:


Rex got dealt with

Rex was laid at my feet as I entered my kingdom last Monday. A great victory. Note Rex's hindlegs and his smaller, less useful forearms, bound for ultimate humiliation.


Rex: "Buddy, your kids are @#>*&!"

Well done, sons! Let us retire to the table and feast upon this great prize.


.357: "Rex, you show no respect...you get none."

6 Comments:

At 3/25/2005 10:24 PM, Anonymous griptheweasel said...

That T-rex looks utterly defeated. Your boys must have put him through a lot before letting you "view" him. I hope they treated him properly or else the UN might be breathing down your neck (you being their commander in chief)!

 
At 3/25/2005 10:52 PM, Blogger Paul said...

They even bound his little Quato arms!

 
At 3/27/2005 11:18 PM, Anonymous Mrs.357 said...

You know one day you'll come home and that'll be me....or Libby

 
At 3/28/2005 12:10 PM, Blogger Paul said...

hahahah! Yeah Tam, I wouldn't put it past em, especially Ethan.

:)

 
At 3/29/2005 10:53 PM, Anonymous Mrs.357 said...

Yeah, maybe you'll read about it one day on my blog!
www.the-glass-slipper.blogspot.com

 
At 3/30/2005 1:49 PM, Blogger Paul said...

welcome to the future...

 

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