urkeldaedalus:
Awww...
urkeldaedalus:
Smelling the lens
urkeldaedalus:
Why won't this crazy man leave me alone?
urkeldaedalus:
Something is afoot in the kitchen, I'm sure of it.
urkeldaedalus:
Deuce
urkeldaedalus:
What did you just say to me?
urkeldaedalus:
Stephen's strange double jointed fingers
urkeldaedalus:
Goodies
urkeldaedalus:
Ready for consumption (a forlorn cat, not allowed to partake, looks on)
urkeldaedalus:
Brie, why didn't I eat more brie?!
urkeldaedalus:
Honey
urkeldaedalus:
Deuce ponders if it is worth the risk to go for the food
urkeldaedalus:
Mmmm...
urkeldaedalus:
Momma
urkeldaedalus:
Cat's cradle
urkeldaedalus:
Reach for the stars!
urkeldaedalus:
OK, Stephen, enough with the cat pictures
urkeldaedalus:
The lineup
urkeldaedalus:
To your pumpkins
urkeldaedalus:
Knives out
urkeldaedalus:
Time to yank off the top.
urkeldaedalus:
Riiipppp!
urkeldaedalus:
Ready for art
urkeldaedalus:
The lid is prepared
urkeldaedalus:
He's had better days.
urkeldaedalus:
Tell me to make new friends? I'll kill you!
urkeldaedalus:
Very Halloween
urkeldaedalus:
Success!
urkeldaedalus:
Fine tuning
urkeldaedalus:
A better angle to carve a face to meet the faces that you'll meet.
