He is HUGE. Part of me is awed every time we drive by, and the other part of me giggles. Who the heck is going to put this in their yard? Seriously. I hope some museum buys it or some small town for their historical society yard. For now, we are enjoying him. I had to take a picture before someone buys him, which pretty much guarantees he'll be looking in our bathroom window from a block away for the foreseeable future.
While I was there, I found some other interesting characters:
Who doesn't want Aslan living in their 'hood?
I don't know why I'm cuddling a fish.
Don't look behind you, but that idiot is still throwing fish at us.
No, it's MY turtle!
Herp de derp!
Have a drink, dear. Oh, you're falling down the hill? My bad.
Sister, would you care to dance?
Why, yes, Sister, I would love to!
Humph. Dancing is fine for some people.
Tee hee, we can't dance! We are weird cat/sphinx/Victorian lady people!!
Don't ask me again! Didn't you hear me? Nevermore!
Okay, so that last one was pretty pathetic, but I'm overwhelmed by the awesomeness of these statues. As Ethan said, "Those Greeks, Mom, they were pretty freaky."
*Gratuitous butt shot:
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