Cute Overload :D
Alert Cuteporter and super Pet-tographer Johanna S. found this one!
That big one is reallly giving junior a real scarey staredown !
“Honest, Mom, I was just checking Hoot Overload.”
I understand French and English and a few words of Spanish, German, Japanese and Italian but I can’t make heads or tail of text!
I’ve had it with your lip, young man. No regurgitated mice for you tonite.
omg. I just felt like that was me own mudder….NO ONE! I swear it wasn’t the boy down the street!
“Boy, ah say, boy! Tweetin’ ain’t no activity fo’ no self-respectin’ owl! Y’all should be hootin’. Now get along, boy – ya bother me.”
GiGi…let me translate…
OMG- Oh my God
BRB- Be right back
KTHX- okay thanks
*bows* you’re welcome.
WHO? Tell me–HOO!?
“Oh, just my BFF Jill.”
Nice Foghorn Leghorn impression!
“Don’t you lie to me, young man! You were out past sunrise,weren’t you?!”
“No, Mom, honest, I …”
“LOOK me in the EYE and tell me you weren’t out past sunrise!”
Should be WHOM were you texting… but we’ll cut them some slack because they’re, you know, bird-brains.
Don’t you mean “beak”?
Perfect, as always!
There probably should have been a “PITR” in there somewhere — for “Parent In The Room.” 😛
Someone got into Dad’s cigar and liquor cabinet,maybe?Sorta looks like the dreaded parental “Let me smell your breath” spotcheck.
I think we’ve all been on the receiving end of that look. It is one scary-a** thing indeed! 🙂
“But Mommm, I wasn’t me…….I prormise I wasn’t out hootin’ at the neighbors, honest….”
The on’iest thing missin’, hyah, is that Mom (Dad?) di-unt use
All.Three. (Given). Names. of the young’un, to indicate that he (she?) is
REALLY . In. TRUBS. this time.
Also: WOOT WOOT Tha Meg’s In tha HOUSE!!!
This reminds me of that old cartoon where the little owl wants to sing jazz, but his dad wants him to sing “Drink To Me Only With Thine Eyes” so the little owl runs away and enters a talent show and wins. Anyone else but me remember that? (Get off my lawn!)
“Sir, no, sir, I *don’t* know what two things come from Texas.”
Would an owl Marine be called a Rubberneck?
I’m sorry son, no mail today. In an expense cutting move the Ministry of Magic has shut down the the Owl delivery system.
I want to singa
About the moona and the June-a and the springa…
I sing that song to/about Miss Schnozz when we’re out walking (I’m the resident weirdo)
indeed! that’s when you know yer hide’s ’bout’ta be tanned!
no telephone for a week, mister!
Dang! Should have said, ‘Full Feather Jacket’.
I was gonna say…owls don’t have lips! 😀
Owl be seeing youuu, in all the old familiar places….
The look on that kid owl’s face is priceless. “Uh oh, I really made mom mad this time”. lol.
spacibo ( spahsee bow !)
thanks, mate !
SOOO cute! I love owlies!
A little invasion of personal space there.
Actually, I really love the constipated voice and the crabby expression of the li’l owl when he’s singing “Drink to Me only with Thine Eyes.” It cracks me up.
This is “the look” that new teachers learn first day on the job. We tell them to give the kids their best “I’m the Mom here” look.
Mom honest! I didn’t do it!
My Junior knows he’s too young to be texting Hooters girls!
So tell me Who Are You? hmmm? I said Who? Who? Who? Whoooo? cuz I really wanna know….