So, in between cocktails and planning mah OWN Nerf assault planned for sharkling’s arrival home-

So, in between cocktails and planning mah OWN Nerf assault planned for sharkling’s arrival home-

I got curious.

I weighted the 6 storage bins of Lego.

Over 600 pounds of Lego.

And so many minifigs, it’s like Gulliver’s Travels.

Many have been….changed.

I found a stack of Lego heads, just stacked upon one another. A thing of horror and myth.

But it’s beautiful is a grotesque way.

Please know the boxes are just the unassembled Lego. The creations of assembled Lego. ..are…everywhere.

EVERYWHERE.

Why is the rum and whiskey gone?

We are that family.

We are that family.

The family with the kid that has weaponry in his room…

This is the arsenal that was discovered so far… ….and there is more…

The ammo I’m finding is a thing of urban legend.

I don’t know what he was prepping for.

But it was big. And it can be killed with Nerf.

And I haven’t even showed you the Lego.

I’m traumatized. This is mah WTF face.

I’m traumatized. This is mah WTF face.

Sharkling went away on a short trip,and he’s a pack shark. Keeps everything.

Thought maybe we’d upgrade his space, assemble some dude man cave thing…to be cool.

he’s getting older, and it felt like time.

Went into his cave.

Sweet babeh raptor Jebus.

TRAUMATIZED.

DON’T GO IN THE KID CAVE.

I’m dreenking now, heavily, before noon.