Aww, happy pup.
"You wanna attack that squirrel and bite that little kid? Of course you do. Here, lemme help you with that leash thing."
This was Ryan's first experience on a slide while wearing pants.
Madeline attempts to unscrew Sean's head, but can't remember the whole "righty tighty, lefty loosey" thing.
Madeline tries (unsuccessfully) to suck a cupcake through the display glass. It was worth watching though.
"Was that a joke about me sucking? You're gonna get it boy."
Everyone loves lamp.
Sean always liked to plan his airstrikes from local coffee shops. It relaxed him.
Drugs sold here. Or is it something about a serial killer? Or someone making a political statement about adidas? I can never keep track.
I venture onto the "wrong side" of the tracks, hoping that the killer mountain goats don't descend from Mt.Hood before I can get back across.
I call this one: Don't Fuck with Santa.
Somehow underwear in an underpass seems appropriate. Filthy, but appropriate.
Because Melissa doesn't have voicemail.
This smiley face does not inspire happiness.
