Enchanted Forest?

Around here?

What a charming notion.

Never heard tell of it.

The fresh air is getting to you.


I bet they say that to all the mortals, Em.

Meanwhile at Barka Raton

Marv: “And that brisket at the dining room last night—Feh!”

Estelle: “Quit the kvetching, Marv. Barka Raton is paradise compared to Jersey.”

[Float float float]

Marv: “Well. No told me there was gonna be no decent deli in Florida.”

Mazel Tov to MacKenzie G. and her retired pups Pepper and Pippa. Florida hoverfacts courtesy of MyPropertyInFlorida.

Mah Banket Goes To Elebenty

I habs a feeber and a berry stubby doze.

Gonna stay under the cubbers and watch moobies on teebee all day.

If I surbibe.

Inconceibable, Maggie, and Traci G.

Bring on the Swiss Alpos!

Base camp.

My attempt at the summit of Mt. Everest is not to be.

Sherpa bear is showing signs of severe frostbite.


It’s all downhill from here, George.

Merry Christmas! I’m Here!

I hurried over here as quick as I could, hope I’m not too … Hey, where’s the tree?


You want to break it to him, Meagan G.?

Jumpin’ Yak Flash

“I was raiiiised, by a toothless, bearded hag!

(sing it Peeps!) But it’s, aaaaalllllriiiiiiiiiiiight now, “

It’s a gas, gas, gas Laura!

Shadow of the Hampire

Sleep did not come easily to Victoria that night. She tossed for hours, Dr. Liebkind’s warning echoing in her ears: Once you admit him into your home, he may come and go at will. Nonsense, she decided at last–village folklore, nothing else.

But come he did, as she dreamt fitfully–the elegant gentleman who charmed her that evening. Gazing at her pale neck with a deathless hunger, he knelt close to her. “Soon your torment will be over,” he murmured. “Soon you shall be mine.”

There’s a bloodsucker born every minute, Anna W.

OMG YOU WONT BELIEVE THE SOUNDS THIS WARM LITTLE PUPPEH MAKES SO TURN UP THOSE SPEAKERS DO IT STAT

Serial Sender-Inner Brinke G. writes the most hilarious titles to emails that I have to just keep them on his post submissions.


Thanks again, McBrinkersons.

Why I Love My Big Brother Lenny

Why I Love My Big Brother Lenny
By Nathan Ghlarblefarb, Second Grade

I love my big brother Lenny becauze he is nice and kind and doesnt treat me like Im littel. Leik yesterday we crossed teh street and Lenny said I culd go first and didnt even haf to wait for the lite if I didnt want too. Taht is why I love my brother Lenny.


Special thanks to JoAnn P.

This Grass Is Making Me Dramatic

Whoa, this stuff is wicked primo, man  … I am, like, so totally mello–OMG BAD TRIP BAD TRIP THE SKY IS MELTING MONSTERS SEA SERPENTS AAAAAAAH!

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