Every man wants his own pair of ox...in Paraguay. From my virtual other half. A soap crayon drawing. He gave up a bit of the coveted red soap crayon for K's scar. I hardly had to threaten him at all... but I had to concede to letting him punch Silas and dance on Methos' grave in the picture. But hell, he and Kronos look happy. 

 

 

thak u

Posted by k on Friday, 13 November 1998, at 8:08 p.m.

look delishuz. whil BBQ latur. 

Danze?

And I'd love to dance...

 

One artist's interpretation of the Horsemen

How cute! 

Was that another one of Silas' sketches?

MY other half. Creative, isn't he? You know how hard it is to scan something saturated with Mr. Bubble suds?

thought he *ate* all the crayons. 

Wow...I'm massively impressed. 

Good for you Caspian, the budding arteeest!

(don't tell him about that Van Gogh guy though)

Better than Koko, or those elephants or cats who paint.

I'm afraid K isn't much in the way of an art critic. But I'm going to use MacKinney's lovely refrigerator magnet to put it on display on the refrigerator.

Caspian is just bursting with pride...of course he's more interested in what's IN the refrigerator... but he's pleased as can be just the same. In fact so pleased, that he's come up with one more gift... 

Yes, honey, yours is much redder...

 

Caspian.

Posted by K on Friday, 13 November 1998, at 9:17 p.m.

I tell you don't spank monkeys so hard. 

Turn butts red. 

Put them back on ice blocks. Turn blue again.

REDDDDDDDD butttz ggett mR bbubl