Look of Royal Judgment

We’ve long joked that Typhoon should never play poker because his face is so expressive—such as this look of royal judgment.

Do you really want to know what I think? - look of royal judgment
Do you really want to know what I think?

We are often asked why we call him His Royal Highness Little Prince Typhoon Phooey. Our answer is in the look of royal judgment fired at the Hu-Dad last night. Any doubt what the Little Curmudgeon is thinking?

4 Comments

  1. Juno's mom on January 8, 2023 at 12:27 pm

    He’s unique in many ways. His bi-colored eyes do add to his mystique.

  2. HokiePack on January 8, 2023 at 12:06 pm

    A Poker player he is not for sure! What did you do to receive such a look ??

  3. Debbie & Miss Ruby on January 8, 2023 at 7:32 am

    The eyes really do tell a lot about the personality.

  4. JEAN BURKHARDT on January 8, 2023 at 6:51 am

    Hu-Dad-I guess you did something to displease the His Royal Highness?

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