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Exactly! It is absurd — improbable — it cannot be. So I myself have said. And yet, my friend, there it is! one cannot escape from the facts.


Caught in the act! Here we have a sheepish Henry rapidly exiting the scene of the crime.

Your task?

What did he do?

Comments

Sue said…
Whatever it was...he looks like he enjoyed doing it!
Perhaps he helped Mum by washing his clothes in the toilet bowl???
USelaine said…
Did he whizz in the crapper?
Maria Verivaki said…
crime? looks like he was having fun! (HE LOOKS JUST LIKE YOU, DOESN'T HE?)
Miles McClagan said…
He put a Nickelback album on?
Z said…
Has changed something on your computer so that your titles must now have some relevance to the posts.

:-P

BTW, would you consider changing your RSS feed so that the entirety of your posts are uploaded?
Anonymous said…
He produced a painting with toothpaste on the walls??
Jim Klenke said…
Looks like he got up from bed to get a cookie.
Anonymous said…
I think he'd just taken a sneaky look at one of the presents under the Christmas tree, then rewrapped it so that you'd never know.
Jill said…
No idea, but he sure looks like a miniature you!
Lynette said…
I think he peed in the kitty litter. He look quite intelligent as well as gorgeous. Yours and Jen's hearts swell with emotion on a regular basis, I imagine.
Kris McCracken said…
Sue, he does seem to find the dunny an endless source of amusement.

USelaine, if only! He did a poo in the shower the other day, and then indignantly demand that I deal with it ASAP.

Kiwi, so you’re telling me that he’s extraordinarily handsome then, are you? ;)
Kris McCracken said…
Miles, no, but that would be a crime. You will be glad to hear that this Mraz fellow puts Ezra to sleep.

Z, he broke my PC, so no changes there. I have always tried to link the title to either the image or text. Sometime those linkages exist only within my head, however. It’s pretty convoluted inthere, you see.

I have put your RSS request to the board of management and expect a decision by the weekend.

April, no, but he did eat half a tube of toothpaste the other evening!
Kris McCracken said…
Jim, he can’t reach the biscuits at the moment, but he definitely would eat them if he could!

Jackie, he struggles to unwrap them, let alone get the paper back on!

Jill, he is attractive, isn’t he? ;)

Lynette, too bloody intelligent sometimes!

And stubborn. Just like his mother...
Dina said…
Geez, this is stunning!!

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