Cute Overload :D
Aunt Edna always makes for an interesting holiday.
More eggnog, Sarah A.
going to rack and ruin…
OMG….tiny paw/nose/tailitude!!!! *SQUEEE* *snorgles tineh belleh*
Definitely unfit to get behind the gerbil wheel!
Is there anything cuter than hammies??? It doesn’t matter WHAT they do- they’re always adorable!!!
‘What seems to be the Officer, Problem ?”
*snicker* Lovin’ the hovertext!
I’m not as think as you drunk I am! *hammie!hic*
Looks more like liquid Viagra.
[...and this comment got caught by our automatic spam filter. Who's surprised? Oh and by the way, that's a tail. - Ed.]
“Show me the way to go home, I’m tired and I wanna go to bed…. What’s the problem, ossifer *hic*?”
I had a lil drink ’bout a hour ago annnn iz gone skraight to my head…
Buttocks up, chaps!
So funny…title, pic, hovertext, comments…I love the whole alphorn, er, enchilada. Thank you, All.
The leetle hands and feets!!! *thud*
“I can quit anytime. Really I can.”
Oh, QoD! My momma used to sing that song to us!
And I hadda ask my niece (the hamster-owner) whether that was a hamster. I’m pocket pet-illiterate! Oh, noes!!
Oh, the beautiful little fingers and toes. And you know that “water” tastes soooo good.
Ok so you all have noted the possibility of chemical/ alcohol dependency, the general fuzzy/cuteness quotient, and the feetsies/ handsies IN GENERAL.
But haccum ain’t nobuddy yet commented on the little guy/ gal having one foot in such a suggestible, semi-org**** position, while imbibing the alleged liquid refreshment???????
C’mon, CO’ers– y’all can’t be slackin’ like this, even if it IS the holidays…….
[Was that supposed to be "semi-organic" maybe? - Ed.]
Resriechan: I am guilty as charged of slackin’ today!
Somehow I’m reminded of Margaret O’ Brien singing “I was drunk again, dear Mother/i was drunk the night before/But if you’ll forgive me mother/I’ll never get drunk anymore”
These kids and their beer pong. . .
in re your question, to my Comment # 19 above:
Possible Answer #1= Politically/ socially appropriate response:
“Of COURSE you’re correct; that’s EXACTly what I meant!! How CLEVER you are!!!!”.
……..if you actually *WISH* to know the exact & truthful (& ever so slightly *Blue*) meaning that I MEANT (and why I used asterisks instead of spelling the ACTUAL WORD)……… I would be compelled to answer “well, that’s a VERY CLEVER word to use, INSTEAD OF the (ever so slightly Blue) word that was my original intended word……………..” or, if my brothers were here staring me down & I were MUCH more brave ……………I would provide the specific, intended original word here.
(But I’m still channeling my raisin’ as a little Catholic girl & I’m too SKEERED to use the word itself, here …)
OK. I’m done. Stick a fork (gently, please) in me !
Peace to all & to all a Good Night.
Theresa: You just caused me to burst into song with my late mom’s high school song. She told me about this song from her school, Dunbar High School. I think it was in D.C. Not sure about that. (Probably not the official school song but the one the kids sang). It’s sung to the tune of the Notre Dame Fighting Irish fight song. *ahem*
Hail, hail to ole Dunbar High,
You bring the whiskey, I’ll bring the rye,
Send the Sophmores out for gin,
Don’t let a sober Senior in!
We never stumble, we never fall,
We sober up on wood alcohol,
While the loyal faculty,
lies drunk on the Armory floor!!!
(Disclaimer: This is just a silly song my mom told me about. I in no way have any intention to harm or discredit any students or faculty of either Dunbar High School or Notre Dame, both wonderful establishments of education)
@QoD: You forgot the “No faculty were harmed during the singing of this song” disclaimer…..
Nice throat-clearing action, there (“ahem”).
Hi Resriechan! Thanks! Me ruvs you!!!
Aunt Edna modeled her diaphanous negligee edged with delicate marabou feathers while swigging back her whiskey sour.
glug, glug, hic, ‘scuse *giggle* glug, glug…
Unfortunate fashion faux pas: Auntie’s tiny high-heeled slippers fell off in her headlong rush to the drinkies…
(with my hands on my hips & my eyes flashing back & forth):
“oh NO, you DI-unt!!!!!”
ah! such a blissful expression on wee Hammy’s face!
CLARIFICATION of timing among several comments above.
I commented in item #19
(which — on the western end of the US — was timelined as 2:22 pm)…regarding the **possible socially unfortunate** circumstances, resulting in the leg posishe’s of the critter in the photo above.
In comment # 29 (timelined as 4:43 pm), ffleur described a scenario which might have resulted in said critter’s said leg posishe.
In comment #31 (timelined 5:06pm) , I intended to respond to ffleur’s #29…… in re “oh, no, you di-unt”……BUT MY item ended up, shuffling AFTER ffleur’s #30 (timelined 5:05 pm) — in which ffleur actually GAVE THE REASON WHY mousy critter ended up w/ leg in said posishe.
Please file this attemp to clarify under the heading: “Tangled Timing”.
Thank you very much ffleur for your social analysis of the pic.
(and to other CO readers — for your patience with my “explication” in detail.)
The other aunts tsk tsk’ed and shook their heads – Edna was always the wild one: her laugh was too loud, her skirts too short, her blouses too low… But in the privacy of their darkened dens, they sighed… and secretly wondered what it would feel like to throw convention to the wind and ride the fast wheel…
Second: why do your posts read like government briefing notes? Do you work for the Security Council? *nose twitches suspiciously*
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawwwwwwww!!!! My brain just cwumpled in on itself. Toooooooooooooooo much cute!!!
just remember dont drink and run in the wheel lol
ffleur: Resrie and I were just chatting and we wondered why you have an extra f in the fleur (for flower) in your online name? My guess was the f may be for the first letter in your name??!!! *looks skyward while rubbing chin with forefinger and thumb. squeezes eyes shut in thought and contemplation* Curiouser and curiouser.
QoD: We sang the exact same song about Waukesha (WI) High School!
I SO LOVE gentle yet funnois peeps like QoD & ffleur !!!
Ya BOTH have made me LOL like a goofy, silly person with NO BRAIN CELLS WHATSOEVER ….. (who knows; maybe there *aren’t* any there????)
@ ffleur: are you still online tonight? ….or eventually, whenever you *do* come back online here to see if I answered you…
I would *SO LOVE* to giggle with you, about my silliness with governmentspeak & other stuff like that — I can tell already that we enjoy similar SillyStuff…..
but I’d like to do some of that, on a different platform, if you don’t mind? I PROMISE that I’m not some sick-O prevert tryin’ to direct you to something bad. QoD & maybe even some of the CO editors can vouch for me being who I say I am……QoD & I have been directly emailing ea. other for a few months now….
Please see my Comment # 35 under the Post about the mousie/hamster/whatever it is, in her apron, dishing out Jello.
My yahoo email address is listed there. When I wrote it out for someone else earlier this weekend, the CO monitoring Computer system made the comment go under timeout for awhile (so the Ed’s could make sure that I was someone legitimate).
So go there to where the comment got published there, after some delay.
Okay? Hope that sounds like fun to you. Does, to me!!!
Peace to all
“Therefore & thereunto appertainin’…….”
OOPS major brainf***t, there.
to ffleur, part two:
“Go to that comment, get the address,
And contact me AT that address….after which we can”…..
etc., etc, & so forth.
5now8: Wow! You sang the same thing? How very cool!
Resrie and ffleur: Yes, I have been in touch with our lovely Resriechan for some months now and not only is Res not a nutcase, but she’s quite a special and wonderful person to know. A friend for sure!
At camp we always followed “Show me the way to go home,” with a fast-paced,
Indicate the way to my habitual abode,
I’m fatigued and I desire to retire.
Had an alcoholic beverage 60 minutes ago,
And it went right to my cer-e-bel-lum…
Wherever I may perambulate,
O’er terrain, H20, or atmospheric vapor,
You can always hear me crooning this melody,
Indicate the way to my habitual abode.
Also, remember from My Fair Lady:
“Twas the GIN that done her in!”
@ Jakewords: VERY VERY NICE !!!
Nice “Jazz Hands”!!!!
(see QueenOfDorks for futher affirmation on that specific topic ….)
Jakewords: sigh. Loving the JAZZ HANDS. I for one feel so privileged that I really, truly actually had a jazz teacher back in the ’80s who would actually say, “JAZZ HANDS!” and would really incorporate JAZZ HANDS in the choreography of the routine we were doing in class!!!!
And, besides, I’ve got all day Sober to Sunday up!
That’s exactly how my little mousie drinks from her water bottle.
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeEEEEEEEEEE OMG *just died*
nope, 2nd f is just for fun.
Resreichen: check your yahoo email
YAY!!! I just did get your email & sent you a reply ….more there & elsewhere!
thx for your response. All for here, for now.
Yes, yes, it’s all very cute, but what in god’s name is Ricola?
Ricola is a sugarfree/ herbal breathmint/ throat lozenge, for which there are numerous, frequent advert’s on American television….with a tagline where someone in an awkward social situation requests a Ricola mint …..one ad had a fellow on mountainside/ Alps, trying to yodel & couldn’t because of his dry throat ……
Mickey C, a small addition to Resriechan’s admirable summary of key Ricola information: the TV commercials also feature a guy blowing an enormous Alpenhorn, (an instrument about ten feet long) as a voice calls in a Swiss-yodely style, “Riiiiiiiiicola!.”
VonZep: I can hear that voice in my head right now! Riiiiiiiicola!
Peeps!! *News Alert*
I just saw this thing on the news where a baby giraffe was born at some 6 Flags somewhere. They showed him on the news and HE’S SOOOO CUTE!!! Yay! I really wish I had a link to share this with you all. He’s six feet tall and just a tall bundle of adorableness!!! *sigh*
Here he is!!!! I loves him. He’s so pretty!
Fun fact I learned in docent training at the San Francisco Zoo years ago: Giraffes make friends! They have been observed in the wild spending disproportionate amounts of time with specific giraffes not related to them. So I hope this l’il guy has someone to be his buddy …
Also, this little hammie is actually making “jazz feet.” A particularly difficult maneuver and most impressive.
QoD: (Indian Ringneck parrot voice) HE’S SO CUTE!!!
@ VonZepp: I’m SO GLAD ye’re online just now (still so, I hope).
1) Thx for the affirmations…
2) Actually I considered trying to describe the horn/ instrument bit, but I was writing/composing while nearly falling asleep & wasn’t ENTIRELY certain that I was indeed picturing that in a Ri. commercial — so I chose to let that go, in case I described incorrectly.
3) Pleeeeeeeze “Get thee to the” JellO / pocket pet/ kitchen post….I posted a comment there (I might be remembering it as Comment # 19, but uncertain of that fact as well …..), directed to you…..please– if you will indulge me–go there, get the email address for me that is listed there…..there are a couple of Jello/nostalgia thinggies that I wish to share with you directly ……………………………..
‘K? Hope so. Thanks either way.
Peace to all.
Theresa and Jakewords: I KNOW!! I can’t believe I’m so in love with a baby giraffe that I’ll never see, but I LOVE HEEEEM! I find him so sweet and adorable. The link I posted doesn’t even do him justice. You have to see him on video!
I love the little gossamer sleeves, and the little feet flailing out of sheer glee!
Dash: You commented on the same things that I enjoyed about this pic, but I couldn’t find words adequate to describe what I saw…”Gossamer sleeves” and “flailing feet” are perfect, poetic phrases. Thank you!
What a cute little creature. It looks like it should have gossamer wings!
For those interested in baby zoo animals, Zooborns.com is a primo site. I check it every day after I check out CO.
Happy New Year to all!
Thank you resriechan and Von Zeppelin – it drives me nuts when i can’t understand a reference!
“Here’s to us and from us and to us again
If I hadn’t have metchu wouldn’t have been
but I metchu and I letchu and may live to regret you
but I betchu I letchu again.”
Um that’s a toast I learned somewhere, some time ago… can’t recall. I may have been inbibing like little Aunt Edna there….. back in the day.
ooops, should read; “if I hadn’t have metchu IT wouldn’t have been”
That’s kinda what I looked like Christmas Eve….my family likes to PAR-TAY!!! (Um, I should point out, however, that unlike Aunt Edna here, I was fully dressed and not in a cage). I love how she’s almost perfectly round…like a fluffy snowball with little pink hands and footsies…is this a special kind of hamster?
What a perfect little peach!