Nothing Says Christmas Like Weapons
Christmas morning 2006. Here you have the Quinn brothers in their element. All weaponed up, and fantasizing about the coming battles, which they will win with team work. And then, sadly they will attack each other, until one retreats to bed station. At this point there is usually some forgotten toy or book to re-orient the fight, and re-kindle the fires of war. And visions of Uruk-Hai dance in there heads ...
posted by billq at 12:52 PM
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