You’re Not Supposed to Hear Us!

We’re wearing sneakers! Now go away and let us sneak up on you!

We could never shoo cuties like Moose (left) and Badger, right, Megan P.?


I Could Never Get Past This Part

You stand inside the cavernous Temple of Ashcamatazz. Light from nearby torches barely pierces the gloomy darkness. At the north end you see the Chalice of Secrets in its place atop the high priest’s altar. There is an exit to the south.
There is a level 12 Mage here, between you and the altar.

> talk to mage
The Mage does not return your greeting.

> kill mage
What do you want to kill the Mage with?

> banana
You cannot kill the Mage with the banana.

> kill mage with sword

As you draw your weapon, the Mage calmly raises his robed hand and summons the +5 Chinchilla of Fluffiness. As you stare into its beady eyes, you can feel the life drain from your body.

****************** YOU ARE DED FROM TEH QTE ******************

Let’s just play Pong, J.S.

Teacher’s Pest

You know, there was a time when I enjoyed teaching kindergarten. I sailed into that classroom on a cloud of joy, greeted by happy children eager to learn and grow.

And then he arrived. Now they snicker whenever my back is turned, conspirators sharing some unspoken secret. I know he’s behind it all, subtly mocking me without saying a word. I don’t know how he does it, but I won’t rest until I find out.

Actually, Tubby is the chinch in this picture, by Ippo456 of Chinchilla Nation!

Kronche Squared

Longtime Cuteologists are familiar with Rule of Cuteness #35: If you try to eat your own appendage, it’s cute.

Less well-known is its corollary: If someone else is eating a different appendage at the same time, it’s ultra-cute.

No need to buy them chew toys, Cindilla T.

Crush Hour Traffic

Mind you, I’m not complaining. Overall, it’s comfortable; the atmosphere is convivial, the staff is attentive and personable, and I feel a sense of belonging. But I really must say, for what they’re charging…

… this health club really could spring for another treadmill.

Hey, times are tough, J.S.

He Does this Every Winter

(Heh, heh, heh) I’ll hide some snow in the refrigerator…

… and paste someone with a snowball next June!

They never learn, Emma H.

I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus

…who bore a striking resemblance to our next-door neighbor, Mr. Lundquist.

Photo credit: Andrea Schaffer

¡Ay, Cur Rhumba!

Día tras día, Conchita bailaba frente al espejo. Ella espera con todo su corazón para realizar su sueño: Ser un bailarín en el programa televisivo “El Sábado Gigante.” *

* Translation: Day after day, Conchita danced in front of the mirror. She hoped with all her heart to realize her dream: To be a backup dancer on the television program “The Saturday of the Extreme Largeness.”

I Approve of this Banana!

Yes, it’s true; we buns are a disapproving sort, as a rule.

But rules were made to be broken, om nom nom…

Cheeko looks charming, Jenny G.

A New Wrinkle

What makes us pugs so cute? It’s the wrinkles. I have more loose skin on my neck than most dogs have on their whole bodies. I’m wrinkled everywhere…

… and I do mean everywhere.

Phillie looks so concerned, Emily E.