Let me preface this by saying that I have a fear of puppets, dolls, etc. Jenny has been fighting me since last summer to go to Madame Tussaud's, and I finally agreed to it.
Sorry there are so many photos in this one. We had to condense from 150 as it was, and this is the best we could do. Clearly, we had a lot of fun.
This is one of the first photos I did. I spent the first 10 minutes freaking out and tip-toeing away. I'm fairly sure that in this photo I'm yelling "Jenny, he's staring into my soul!!" It was really creepy...but a great date, nonetheless ;)
Then I snuck up on John Travolta...and Jenny did the Grease Lightning dance:
Then she made Picasso roll over in his grave:
We kind of have this thing about Abe Lincoln. Don't ask:
Hemingway and I had some good times together:
Then this happened:
And I tried to steal books:
Then I was anointed by the Pope!
Snacks were included, of course:
Jenny found a couple of people to love:
And I found Charlie Chaplin:
Prince reluctantly shared his microphone with us:
Jenny had to stop for her boy-bands, while I tried to move as quickly as possible:
But she got me back with this:
And this was the whole reason I agreed to go in the first place. We spent a long time in this room:
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