Monday, December 27, 2010

Maybe It Was The Aftershave.


I gave Kenny an extra-special Christmas treat this year. It went a little something like this:

Upon getting out of the shower, I presented him with a high-karate kick from the living room doorway:

Only less high, with more crooked parts, and a little bit (well, quite a bit, actually) of wobbling thrown in, where it could have appeared that I was almost falling over, but in fact I was just transitioning into my next moves, which were the really-fast-and-blurry professional-type moves:


And then I brought the show to a close with a little tribute to The King:


All this while naked.

Performance Arts, People. Thank you. Thank you very much.

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