From the monthly archives: December 2011

It’s 5 o’clock, Do You Know Where Your Cute Is?

As a public service announcement, CO would like to remind you about the senseless tragedy of underage cuteing. CO strives to promote safe cuteing habits and encourages you to cute responsibly.


This message was brought to you by, Shiela O.

Hath Not a Shrew Eyes?

Really, really, teeny-tiny, itty-bitty eyes?


And hath not a shrew a looooooooong stretchy body?


And if you feed us, do we not om nom nom nom?


From a photo set devoted to the Northern Short-tailed Shrew by Gilles Gonthier.

Let’s Play Twenty Questions

But, nobody better pick things like dendropsophus ebraccatus.


Treefrog, vegetable or mineral, Brian Gratwicke ?

Play It Again

Humphrey, Humphrey dahling. No, no no. Eet’s all wrong. THIS is how you do eet.

Don’t smolder and pout. Side-eye and snarl.

Here’s looking at you, Boo Radley and Justine S.

It’s Kimbo, Daring Dog of Danger!

In today’s action-packed episode, Agent Kimbo infiltrates the secret jungle headquarters of C.H.U.B. (Covertly Heinous Underworld Brotherhood).

Will Kimbo defeat the comically inept minions of the evil Dr. Fang? Can Kimbo thwart the evil plot to poison the world’s kibble supply? Will this video seem cutesy and staged until about 1:30, when it suddenly gets jaw-droppingly awesome?

Press play and find out!

Nostrildamus

Beside bananas for lunch and turns on the tire swing, little Rollo Bumblemufkin’s favorite pastime was a little game he liked to call “Will This Fit Up My Nose?”


That’s snot funny, Barney M.

He Found Us Again!

That settles it–next game, we all need to find separate hiding places.


It’s the Cluster Associative Theory in action, Kevin F.

Juuust One More

Come home, Clarence. Put the nut down, and back away slowly. We’ve exceeded our target goal already. You need to know when to stop and think about something else.


Oh he can quit anytime, Stephanie F.

A Wee Itty Bitty Pony Ditty

The bonny pony from near Glasgoo
Aye, she kinna take much moo.
If she dinna pluck her auld eye broos
She’d look aboot like a highland coo.

Cheerioo, suvodeb

Meg Says We Have to Share the Buns

Ohhh Kaaay. One bun for you all, but sheesh.

And two for me! (quickly licks them both so I don’t have to share.) …What?


Please Sir JPockele, may I have some more?