All the bigger kids laugh at me, just because I’m the smallest. They make fun of my wobbly legs, my squeaky voice…
Look at them over there — you can tell they’re plotting against me all the time.
And the latest thing is, they climb up on the shed and try to hit me with water balloons. I mean, where did they even get the idea to do that?
Greetings from Ickworth Park via Karen Roe.
There it is, folks: the twinkle in the eye, the full lower lip with just a hint of tongue… The look that says “Sure, I may have only three fingers on each hand, but am I going to let that bring me down? Golly gee willikers, no!”
Via Randi Deuro.
From the “food too cute to eat” section of our recipe book come these egg and rice teddy bears. I mean, if you were sleeping, would you want to get poked by a fork?
Via Japanese on Facebook.
The Wilhelm Hibblethwack Alternate Alternative Theater (WHAAT) saw the debut of Toad Stapler Oilrig by The Babybrain Collective. In this 240-minute piece (excerpted below), a duckling is menaced by a pair of robotic sharks, symbolizing the dehumanizing force of Technology upon the Individual in Society.
I mean it, really. The whole roaring, king-of-the-jungle thing, I just love what you’re doing. It’s so true and so empowering, and you’re such a role model for me, and I just think you need to know that about yourself, so… thank you, man. Thank you.
Via Elsie esq.
Now, mind you, I would never say a word against Marvin here. Salt of the earth, nice to his kids, active in Rotary… good fella. But, confidentially, just between you and me… He added a few feathers up top recently, if you catch my drift.
Via Bev Goodwin.
Oh, won’t someone save this kitty
From her sad and lonely plight?
She’s stuck inside the shoe that’s left
And that just isn’t right.
Via Eran Finkle.
So you’re thinking of taking up scampering — good for you! Along with tree-climbing and tail-twitching, scampering is a fun and vital part of an active squirrel lifestyle. But play it safe! Always stretch before you scamper.
Via slgckgc.
Oh sure, our ferret friend is having lots of fun now, but pretty soon he’s going to learn what “Pop Goes the Weasel” is really all about.
Via generalroy.
I know what you’re thinking: how does she get those gorgeous frosted highlights? Between you and me, it’s Clairol Hair Color for Monkeys. Highlights that last, even in the hot springs. And so natural, only my head-lice checker knows for sure.
Via the aptly-named BinaryApe.
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