It was a quiet, peaceful winter evening in the quaint Southern town.
Shoppers wandered happily through the center square...
... calling out the occasional friendly greeting to their neighbors.
Little did they know what waited in store for their happy town.
I will spare you scenes of the attack, but view below the Christmas Carnage that met the eyes of passing strangers the next morning!
4 comments:
Oh no...they're dead! :-O
Haha, yes, they are. They get killed on a daily basis :)
I was wondering where you were going with this story!!!! Hilarious!!! Judah's a boy, what can we expect, eh? Just wait until he gets a bit older and starts using waging real "war" with the villagers! My husband convinced his sister that they should use his toy men to ride on her My Little Ponies into battle - even though guns/war/etc were strictly forbidden!!!
Yep, I keep waiting for him to bite his sandwich into the shape of a pistol and shoot us all at the lunch table, but so far he's sticking to the basic caveman techniques of "bang"-ing things. Like with clubs and sticks and such :)
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