Just a few pictures from last week's Babel session.
Annie brought some mangos for the family. How thoughtful.
Cyrus roared in laughter with a bone chilling edge, his head tilting back, mouth stretched as evil in its organic essence flowed out from within. People stopped mid-movement frozen with terror. "Finally!" he roared. "Millennia of planning, eons of plotting, and pulling strings," he said, "At last! Success is mine." Somewhere from the crowd, a single shriek of dismay and complete surrender escaped, like that of a balloon suddenly pierced, at Cyrus' declaration. No one turned to see who had cried out because each individual believed that they were the culprit. The surrender was total. At this, Cyrus said with a smirk, "I AM NOW YOUR DJ."
Cy playing the tunes.
Chris is a fan.
Chris ruining a perfectly nice photo with bunny ears. Yup, bunny ears.
No more of the Goose...
But that doesn't stop the dance! The DANCEEEE!