Maybe they are out on a recon mission for the otters, their cute little floffy cuteness as a cover…the second one is looking a bit suspicious there… *g*
Six little ducks that I once knew
Fat ones, skinny ones, fair ones, too
But the one little duck with the feather on his back
He led the others with a quack, quack, quack
Quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack
He led the others with a quack, quack, quack
Down to the river they would go
Wibble, wobble, wibble, wobble, to and fro
But the one little duck with the feather on his back
He led the others with a quack, quack, quack
Quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack
He led the others with a quack, quack, quack
Back from the river they would come
Wibble, wobble, wibble, wobble, ho, hum, hum
But the one little duck with the feather on his back
He led the others with a quack, quack, quack
Quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack
He led the others with a quack, quack, quack.
“Two little ducks went out one day,
Over the hills and far away,
But the onle little duck with the feather on his back,
He led the other with a QUACK QUACK QUACK!
Quack quack quack,
Quack quack quack
He led the other with a quack quack quack!”
I used to sing that in kindergarten! Oh well, those duckies are cute, with the floofy bodies and little orange feet…
MmmmQuack went the little white duck one day.
MmmmQuack went the little white duck.
MmmmQuack went the little white duck one day. MmmmQuack, mmmmquack, mmmmquack quack quack.
All the other ducks went Waddle waddle waddle waddle, waddle waddle waddle waddle, waddle waddle waddle waddle. All the other ducks went waddle waddle waddle waddle.
Except for the little white duck who went MmmmQuack, Mmmmquack, mmmmquack quack quack!
(other verses include snakes (Mmmmhsssss), and frogs (mmmmblat).
Hey Meg:
My daughter is entering pictures of her dog in a contest, and sent me a choice of 2, asking which one I thought was cutest. I sent her back some of *the rules of cuteness* so she could aim to take the cutest picture possible!!! Just wanted to let you know that BESIDES providing the world with the cutest frickin’ pictures EVAR, you’re ALSO providing a public service AND educating us!!!
You Rock!!!
&:o)
“As a fan of the cute I abhor the implication that Cute Overload is a haven for devouring our fuzzy and bright-eyed creatures. It is well known that we now have the problem relatively under control. Yours etc. Aubrey in a white wine sauce with shallots, mushrooms and garlic.”
“Duckie
Duckie
To your fuzz be true
I’m half nutty
All for the love of you
You’ll never be in steerage
I can’t let you out of my peer-age
But you do look sweet
With your little feet
Acting as one although you be two”
You put your right foot in,
You put your right foot out,
You put your right foot in an’ you shake it all about.
You do the hokey-pokey an’ you turn your self around.
That’s what its all about!
Quack! Quack!
I think you’re right. It’s like that Evil Clown could do ANYTHING and just keep smiling about it…it could chase the ducklettes with hands outreached, laughing and grabbing and grabbing until it caught the tiny, fuzzy, sweet babies…..!!!!
::Honkshu::…”WHa’? Where am I?! Oh the duckies are sooo cute!”
This picture makes me sad. Last night when I got home i found a poor, poor baby ducky that had been killed by cats in the neighborhood. Probably mine! Later on I saw several adult ducks in a row across the street in mourning! What could I do but scold the kitties for what they had done & ask the duckies why oh why had they let the little one out of their site.
Brenda – nature red in tooth and claw, and all that. How do you know the adult ducks were in mourning? I’ll bet it was more like “Woah, dude – did you see that? That little guy got totally stomped – that’s gotta hurt in anyone’s language.”
If you checked out the NYTimes article earlier in the week about motherhood…
“Here is a mother guinea hen, trailed by a dozen cotton-ball chicks…But wait. That guinea hen is walking awfully fast. In fact, her brood cannot quite keep up with her, and by the end of the day, whoops, only two chicks still straggle behind.”
Quick now, go back to the this pik http://mfrost.typepad.com/cute_overload/2006/03/time_to_barf_ra.html
and you’ll be ok
“British Expeditionary Force? You’re interested in WWI too – can you imagine 100,000 Old Contemptible Otters?”
No, but the image is funny!
I used to work in a small suburb of D.C. that had “mad” free-range chickens. I don’t know where they came from, or how they escaped, but many locals used to leave chicken treats outside for them. They were fiesty little birds, and more than able to defend themselves. They even knew how to cross the road *and* avoid getting flattened in traffic – no mean feat!
I think an Urban Duck could do rather well for itself…
You must remember Robert McCloskey’s “Make Way for Ducklings”…and in downtown Boston by the common you can see the little bronze duckies crossing the street.
OMG the duckling fuzz.
Also: heart the “Make Way For Ducklings” sculture in Boston. And how you can ride on the “swan boats” amongst the swimming ducks!
If I could remember it, I’d post the duckie song, about the feather in the middle of his back.
Quack, quack, quack.
love the duckies.
mwaha. eeevil meg. i like it.
there tewtally is a lawnmower. can’t you see how the feathers in their back are all puffed out?
RUN duckies, RUN! Run like the wind, like the wind beneath your wings, er,…
FLY duckies, FLY!
weeeeeeeee!!!!!! fluffies!
I want to scoop them up in rescue!
snorgle!
OH! I love them!!!
Maybe they are out on a recon mission for the otters, their cute little floffy cuteness as a cover…the second one is looking a bit suspicious there… *g*
Six little ducks that I once knew
Fat ones, skinny ones, fair ones, too
But the one little duck with the feather on his back
He led the others with a quack, quack, quack
Quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack
He led the others with a quack, quack, quack
Down to the river they would go
Wibble, wobble, wibble, wobble, to and fro
But the one little duck with the feather on his back
He led the others with a quack, quack, quack
Quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack
He led the others with a quack, quack, quack
Back from the river they would come
Wibble, wobble, wibble, wobble, ho, hum, hum
But the one little duck with the feather on his back
He led the others with a quack, quack, quack
Quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack
He led the others with a quack, quack, quack.
i would like to feed them some “quackers”.
*donald duck laugh* i QUACK myself up!
“Two little ducks went out one day,
Over the hills and far away,
But the onle little duck with the feather on his back,
He led the other with a QUACK QUACK QUACK!
Quack quack quack,
Quack quack quack
He led the other with a quack quack quack!”
I used to sing that in kindergarten! Oh well, those duckies are cute, with the floofy bodies and little orange feet…
They look like they’re keeping a wary eye out for otters.
MmmmQuack went the little white duck one day.
MmmmQuack went the little white duck.
MmmmQuack went the little white duck one day. MmmmQuack, mmmmquack, mmmmquack quack quack.
All the other ducks went Waddle waddle waddle waddle, waddle waddle waddle waddle, waddle waddle waddle waddle. All the other ducks went waddle waddle waddle waddle.
Except for the little white duck who went MmmmQuack, Mmmmquack, mmmmquack quack quack!
(other verses include snakes (Mmmmhsssss), and frogs (mmmmblat).
Love those duckies!
I vote yes on proposition “More Duckies”
Tiny little duck ducks!
I want to feel the earth quack under my feet!
I want to cross The River Quack!
The quacker the better!
So cute!
(But I can’t help to think that someday, when all the cuteness will be gone, they’ll taste delicious with an orange sauce and tarragon!)
…sorry…
Soft feathers!
Hey Meg:
My daughter is entering pictures of her dog in a contest, and sent me a choice of 2, asking which one I thought was cutest. I sent her back some of *the rules of cuteness* so she could aim to take the cutest picture possible!!! Just wanted to let you know that BESIDES providing the world with the cutest frickin’ pictures EVAR, you’re ALSO providing a public service AND educating us!!!
You Rock!!!
&:o)
I am ‘quackers’ for these quackers!
Duck song? How about..
“Disco, disco duck…”
If they were mine, I’d name them Confit and L’Orange.
There’s that soft-focus “noir romance” filter, again.
Eeeeeew LaurieC! (lol)
If there is a lawnmower coming those 2 better duck!!
“As a fan of the cute I abhor the implication that Cute Overload is a haven for devouring our fuzzy and bright-eyed creatures. It is well known that we now have the problem relatively under control. Yours etc. Aubrey in a white wine sauce with shallots, mushrooms and garlic.”
How about tarragon? I’ve got some fresh in the back yard. Not too much, though.
Theo, we never heard the outcome of “ooh, ooh, I have an idea from the other comment stream…or did the otters steal it?
Never mind, I just went back and found it.
Yep. I was pretty pleased with myself, actually.
http://mfrost.typepad.com/cute_overload/2006/05/three_evil_otte.html#comment-17166224
Indeed. Dude, you’re good.
Ducks!!!!!
Squeee!!!!
OMG teh cute! Can’t stand the cute!
*thud*
LOL Meg, best poem EVAH!
i wuv how their widdle duck feets are perfectly in step
It’s IDENTIDUCK!
There should be a PhotoShop filter for “duckling fuzz.” Imagine all the images we could improve with duckling fuzz!
“Imagine all the images we could improve with duckling fuzz!”
Your mission, Theo, should you choose to accept it…
“…tarragon?”
Too bad, it will be missed.
“Duckie
Duckie
To your fuzz be true
I’m half nutty
All for the love of you
You’ll never be in steerage
I can’t let you out of my peer-age
But you do look sweet
With your little feet
Acting as one although you be two”
oooh I love ducklings I do! Love the evil otters, Theo…indeed, duckling fuzz…
Aubrey — whoa, THAT brings me back. Mom used to sing the un-ducked version of that to us when we were wee.
Robin D — GIMP actually *has* that filter built in. It’s called “softglow.” (Photoshop probably has it too, only all professional and spendy-like.)
wingle-wangle
wingle-wangle
[the sound of two ducks walking]
Duckies duckies and not a bathtub in sight.
I wanna pet something yellow and orange now. Even a traffic cone will do at this point.
TGOT — here ya go.
http://www.muranoclowns.com/images/BR302%20red%20yellow%20stripe_lg.jpg
they little feet slap on water and crunch on grass.
[murmuring] whackwhackwhack
Save the duckies!!![runs away, screaming and hysterical]
EVIL CLOWN pursues with earth-shaking stomps.
Wow, that purged that sensation fast. O_O
Thanks, Theo!
In my dreams, those blades of grass are 20 feet tall and these paleolithic ur-ducklings are stomping towards a major metropolitan area.
I guess I should’ve spelled that “quackquackquack” so it didn’t look like Evil Clown had gotten the duckies..
Theo has only posted a picture of the coming apocalypse! Escape! Escape from The Insane Clown Posse!
http://www.insaneclownposse.com/detect.php
http://spamusement.com/index.php/comics/view/2
(and the whole site’s funny)
You put your right foot in,
You put your right foot out,
You put your right foot in an’ you shake it all about.
You do the hokey-pokey an’ you turn your self around.
That’s what its all about!
Quack! Quack!
Aubrey–I could go no further than the the first page of that thing. SIMB* Why, I ask, WHY are clowns *so scary*?!
*shaking in my boots
A Fixed Smile=Fear
It implies a mind that is pathelogical, a person that is a sociopath, a logic that can’t separate right from wrong.
Wait…keep calm…keep you eye on the sparrow…er, ducks.
Sorry, thought I was back in the ‘hood. ‘keep YOUR eye on the sparrow’
Aubrey, you must have a great ‘hood, with the shallots and all. I think I’d like it.
It’s a great ‘hood to some, but to me it’s just chrome.
holy schmoop that spamusement is fun.
“A Fixed Smile=Fear”
I think you’re right. It’s like that Evil Clown could do ANYTHING and just keep smiling about it…it could chase the ducklettes with hands outreached, laughing and grabbing and grabbing until it caught the tiny, fuzzy, sweet babies…..!!!!
::Honkshu::…”WHa’? Where am I?! Oh the duckies are sooo cute!”
This picture makes me sad. Last night when I got home i found a poor, poor baby ducky that had been killed by cats in the neighborhood. Probably mine! Later on I saw several adult ducks in a row across the street in mourning! What could I do but scold the kitties for what they had done & ask the duckies why oh why had they let the little one out of their site.
“Why, I ask, WHY are clowns *so scary*?!”
They just *are.* I’m told that I was frightened of my Jack in the box when small, and I’ve seen little kids react that way, too…
On a more quacky note, I do so love these lil’ beakies!
(Edit: BEF and all, but then, I’m a BEF *fan.*)
British Expeditionary Force? You’re interested in WWI too – can you imagine 100,000 Old Contemptible Otters?
Brenda – nature red in tooth and claw, and all that. How do you know the adult ducks were in mourning? I’ll bet it was more like “Woah, dude – did you see that? That little guy got totally stomped – that’s gotta hurt in anyone’s language.”
If you checked out the NYTimes article earlier in the week about motherhood…
“Here is a mother guinea hen, trailed by a dozen cotton-ball chicks…But wait. That guinea hen is walking awfully fast. In fact, her brood cannot quite keep up with her, and by the end of the day, whoops, only two chicks still straggle behind.”
Quick now, go back to the this pik
http://mfrost.typepad.com/cute_overload/2006/03/time_to_barf_ra.html
and you’ll be ok
BlushBlushBlushBlush
Got my posts crossed!!!
“British Expeditionary Force? You’re interested in WWI too – can you imagine 100,000 Old Contemptible Otters?”
No, but the image is funny!
I used to work in a small suburb of D.C. that had “mad” free-range chickens. I don’t know where they came from, or how they escaped, but many locals used to leave chicken treats outside for them. They were fiesty little birds, and more than able to defend themselves. They even knew how to cross the road *and* avoid getting flattened in traffic – no mean feat!
I think an Urban Duck could do rather well for itself…
Maybe that’s how those Road-tisserie chickens were able to cross the road so successfully and agressively. They had ‘mean feet’.
Ow.
why are clowns scary? because there is something beyond sinister about a grown man dressed in costume cajoling little children to follow him.
and in the next life i’d like to be a duck. they always semm so…happy!
Since we’re talking about scary, doesn’t anyone think the grass looks a little scary?
“Urban Duck”
You must remember Robert McCloskey’s “Make Way for Ducklings”…and in downtown Boston by the common you can see the little bronze duckies crossing the street.
Yes – aeons ago, Captain Kangaroo used to read the book on his show.
“Make Way For Ducklings”: One of my favorites!!! And yet I haven’t thought of that title in years!
http://www.teachervision.fen.com/fiction/reading-instruction/1733.html
oh man. I want to buy a hamster tee shirt. you should sell them again. I would totally buy one, oh those ducks are cute too.
I just found this site and I am cracking up! Great idea for a site, guys. I love it.
I heart Quackmobiles!!!
Tony James: I like your rendition of what the adult ducks were thinking. I am sure there are many more babies they can care for. Like you say, nature.
Making way for ducklings:
http://bizkard.com/freedom/common/duckauth.shtml
http://www.pbase.com/dellybean/image/49323300
http://bizkard.com/freedom/common/duck1.shtml
bless that pic is so cute
oooh… the fuzz on them looks like an aura.
I want to pinch their little beaks, gently.
OMG the duckling fuzz.
Also: heart the “Make Way For Ducklings” sculture in Boston. And how you can ride on the “swan boats” amongst the swimming ducks!
I might leave NYC if I could have a duck pond.
Sorry about the second link being broken. Other two sites have plenty of images though.
Bet, you beak-tweaker, you!
Thank You I was impressed with this website.
funniest caption ever! Their expressions match it so perfectly!
I’ll save you, duckies! *throws self in front of lawnmower*
http://sextasexxx.info x