Aiieeeeee! I shall defeat you with my Flying Crane Leap! Hah! Soaring Monkey Punch! Hai-YAH! Leaping Iguana Wedgie! Bouncing Walrus Tickle! Waddling Penguin Slap-Fighting! Drunken Thompson’s Gazelle Karaoke Hibachi Boxing!
We humbly bow to your sender-innering skill, Laura S.
Hewwo. We’re cweepy cwawwy cattewpewwers…
… and we’re watching you…
… and we’ll turn your hair white with fright. BOO!!
From top: Cute Tiger Moth Caterpillar by Vanessa Pike-Russell,
What the….? by OntCopper,
Check out the eyes! by Mean and Pinchy
Dear Diary: Have located source of the Orange Creatures. Apparently, they arrive via a small, portable window, which the Tall Dogs carry with them and consult frequently. An exciting find, as now it may be possible to return Orange Creatures to their own dimension. More study required.
… in the event of a water landing, your e-collar may be used as a flotation device.
Does the “e” stand for “embarassing,” Ginger K.?
While the chump in charge churlishly chides Chewy Chipmunk to check out, Chewy chooses to cheerfully chew chestnuts* in his chunky cheeks. “Don’t be childish, chief!” chimes Chewy to his chum. “I’m no chicken!”
Worst. Copilot. Ever by powerpig. Bonus: See the “making of” video!
* Yes, I know those aren’t chestnuts.
This week is Sweatshop Kitty Awareness Week (yeah, it kinda gets lost in the whole Fourth of July weekend, but all the other weeks were taken), calling attention to the plight of kitties around the world who put in long hours, for just a handful of kibble a day.
A public service message from Renata C. and this station.
It was a day of grandeur and majesty as Cutesylvania’s ruling elite turned out to watch King Ace XVII ¼ ascend the throne. We now have exclusive photos of the royals as they enjoy the glittering excitement of this once-in-a-lifetime event…
And first, here’s Princess Gertrude Hortense Von Mississippi-Two-Mississippi, looking absolutely giddy in her tiara made entirely out of used dental fillings…
Next, Prince Poundcake Mellon III, Dodgers VI, eagerly awaits the King’s arrival…
And here we see Prince Oreo Keebler-Pepperidge, Earl of Hydrox, as he watches the thrilling five-and-a-half hour ceremony in rapt attention…
Our thanks to cuteporters T.U.M., Rachael C. and Julie F.
… and by the power vested in me by the kingdom of Cutesylvania, I hereby crown thee King Ace XVII ¼, Lord Sovereign of the Sandbox, Monarch of Mousies, First Heir to Choice Sunbeams, Divine Ruler of all…
Wait, something isn’t right here. I think it’s the crown. We need something that lends a certain gravitas befitting the dignity of this solemn occasion…
Oh, yeah. That’s working for me. Proceed.
Can I be the Duke of URL, Diane V.?
Australia, 1942: A visiting American soldier comments on how much smaller the rats are compared to his native Brooklyn.
More classic cuteness from Flickr Commons.
Oh man, (rummage, rummage) I am in such trouble! My big presentation (shuffle, shuffle) is due in ten minutes (rustle, rustle), and I can’t find my kitten! (panic, panic) I could swear I put it (slam, slam, slam, slam) in one of these (slam) drawers, but…
Psssst — I’m right over here, genius. You know, where you filed me?
Uh, right. I knew that.
In today’s post, the role of “frantic bunny” was played by Jessica H., and the role of “sarcastic kitten” was played by Matt and Brandi.
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