Cute Overload :D
Come a lawn. Follow my weed. Need I say mower?
They’re so light on their feet, Melissa.
Ugh. The puns.
No “I shall leeck you” tag?
Leaf me alone. You’re invading my personal space.
Don’t be blue! Why are you such a crab? You’ll feel better if I take you to Bermuda!
I cock my hat to these too’s
I’m serving up a buffet breakfast in the mod lounge!!!!
Oh baby, I love it when you shake your grass!
*shakes finger at 2600*
Also, they both seem to have thoroughly bleached their dress/ tuxedo …
AND I like their Matching hairdos!!!11!!
Cockies!!! (Although they do sound like…well, what pterodactyls might sound like…not that I’ve ever heard a pterodactyl)
There’s nothing I love better than a night on the town with dancing, dinner, and a couple cockatiels.
Birds of a feather, boogie together.
I don’t understand moderation but I’m sure I don’t like it. Does it mean someone is deciding if I’ve said something bad? I didn’t mean to. They’re cockatoos…I didn’t name them. Put whoever named them in moderation. I was just trying to be amusing…a play on cockadoodle doo. Get it? Or does that mean I’m doubly moderated. Help me somebody!
Oh well, in for a penny in for a pound. I actually meant to say: cock-a-toodle-two for a double bad pun. I guess now I’m in triple moderation. sigh.
I don’t know if I should follow your weed. It can take you strange places.
Oh noes! Ya’ll are getting pretty cocky here! Our feathered friend’s name is putting you peeps in moderation!
Sharpy is sure to fix this cockamamie situation!
Perhaps everyone can enjoy a cocktail while they wait? I wouldn’t want anyone starting their day half-cocked.
I hope so. I’m lonely here in moderation. *Uh oh, can I say that? Now I’m afraid to say anything.*
The moment I saw this picture I thought, “Oh noes! Their braces are stuck together!”
Then I thought, “Hmm, they might do a good job aerating the lawn.”
And then I thought. “OK, we’ll run the dogleg play on the count of three. Ready? Break!”
Happens to all of us sometimes, Lisa. Don’t take it personally.
*Aussie accent* And heah aaah the famous sulfur-cristed cockatoos, or as we call thim affictionitely, cockies? As you can heah, they make a tirrible recket? At the crack of dawn, treesful of these little beauts staaht screechin’ and billowin’ at each other? Oh, you are weahin’ your eahplugs? Wise move theah, no flies on you thin?”
Oh no, REALLY? It was just an Australian accint?
I have, and they do!
Cock! I mean a rooster!
Aha! The solution is don’t post about boids!
What? No tits on C.O.?
Al ot of mindless work to do today so there are some spare creative brain cells itchin’ for something to do.
I also thought, “Dude, I hate playing the ‘Jays! Langerhans it out there stealing signs again…”
My first thought on seeing these two…
So, what’s new in the Mod Lounge… Hey, don’t leave me here all alone!
*PUT WHOEVER NAMED THEM IN MODERASHUN*
*BWA HA HA!!!!1111!!!!!” x 400000000 and 3/4
A D is in tha HOUSE!!! WOOT, Woot, and, furthermore,
THAT’s a bird of a different feather!!!
Mammary Glands ‘R Us !!!
“I searched the wuurrrld over, and
thought I’d found Trew Luuuuuv;
yew met anutther and — phbbbbt — yew were GAHN”
(that was sposed to go under/ in response to Wend, 11:32)
Except for the fact that they’re cockaTOOS, not cockatiels.
I’m with the Mod Squad, too. *sigh*
At least they’re shaking it and not smoking it, right?
Maybe they’re trying to do the cabbage patch.
Some of my rellies talk about the “blue tits”. Ermmm?
And, “tits feeding their babies”.
If’n mah memory (as opp. to my MAMMaries:) )
serves…we had a couple of days’ academic and also juvenile ornithological and vocabularical discussion along these lines about a year ago with a photo whose colors were phenomenal/ visually striking. We all researched the type of boidie, the geographic distribution ….and then the rest of the conversation deteriorated into the fun & excitement of 4th-grade tittie-jokes that we all had held inside our (*snerk*) bosoms for 40 yrs or so, just waiting for an opportune opportunity !!!!
well-volleyed, Angel !!!
Ahh, thanks, I feel much better.
“The Far-Flung Isles of Langerhans”!
I love Firesign Theatre, too!
But that doesn’t go with the joke as well. Can’t they be cockatiels just for a day? We won’t tell anyone; I’ll keep it super-secret.
More nesting problems! *sigh*
You mean… all those jokes we had racked up over time?
THANK YOU dmaufer!!!!
heh heh @ warrior rabbit !!!!
or the mash potato!?
How about blue-footed boobies!?
or little Robin Red-Breast?
(crosses fingers and hope links work…!)
or just dancing beak to beak…!