This is Basil and his dolly. In this photograph he is administering the double-hindkick of death.
The more usual thing is to slap Dolly up and down the corridor. Dolly rolls very well and makes a satisfying thunk-thunk-thunk sound, because it is only a head. A plastic baby's head, to be precise, with some kind of trepanning wound puncturing the fontanelle in the top of the skull.
Friday 16 June 2006
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Seeing these photos reminded me of that wonderful Bette Davis horror film "Hush hush sweet Charlotte", where the head of the murdered suitor falls out of a box she's carrying and it bumps down the stairs, making an evil thunk-thunk-thunk sound. That film caused me to have to sleep with the light on for a year. Sleep tight!
That is more appropriate than you could ever know.
Anything to distract him from ankles, eh?
Oh I was going to make an intelligent comment, honest, but now I'm all hung up on Val's comment about the head, thunk thunk.
And by the way, I just read your 100 things and I might just be your evil twin. With Jean as middle name also.
Plus, I live in one of those scary towns on the way to Kinglake.
Hi Suse.
I just read your 100 things too, and while I don't measure up to you in the children or the knitting deptartment, yes, we do have a lto of things in common. Jean is the best middle name a person can possibly have.
Present company is always excepted from any random abuse dealt out on blogs. Besides, I live on the way to Kinglake myself ;)
i thought he'd laid an egg, until I saw the second photo.
I... I... I fear your cat.
The day Baz lays an egg, you will certainly hear about it.
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