The adventures of      Little Rashy
Little Rashy goes to...
DISNEYLAND!
(as told by MOM - May 20, 2005)
They still didn't have the answer to their question...
"Waste! Recycle! What do they WANT?"
So we distracted them with target practice.
"Let God sort 'em out, DAD."
Since Paul wouldn't let him get more ammo, Rashy
went for a sword instead.
Our very resourceful son
The Peter Pan ride proved quite lame...
"Now I am the King of England!"
...so they stole themselves a Rascal.
"I've had better rides on BARSTOOLS, Dad."
Here's a random shot of a kid eating a turd.
For absolutely no good reason.
"Where we goin', SuperRica?"
"To where the broads are, Wee Hermano!"
...but Rashy got a better idea.
The boys ditched the Rascal by the Disneyland Firehouse.
They made themselves at home in horsefeed bags...
Climbing up to freedom...
(much to Paul's dismay)
Foiled again.
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WITH RASHY
This is Part Two.  
Click here for part one.
ANYWAY...