Beamses loffs me dis I noes. ‘Cause the bioluminescence tells me so.
Sure’n I am, me blarney! Mornin’ at the top to ye, and, um, shillelagh me begorra! I see you’ve noticed me authentic magical leprechaun hat, begorra.
And now, I’ll lead you to me pot o’gold! (For just a wee helpin’ o’steak, begorra.)
“Our pet is called RIBBY and he is a funny pet,” says T.F.
C’mon, I’ve had enough sparring with these practice dummies!
When do I get to take on a real Rottweiler? Grrrrrrrrrrrrr!
“Look who just moved into the nest down the street, Gertrude.”
“Ugh, bluejays — with their smelly cooking and loud parties every night…”
Better call the homeowner’s association, Stephen D.
On their big honeymoon night, Rocky, ever the romantic, carried his new bride over the threshold.
This Cats ‘n Rack-coons was sent in by both Penelope and Ant’s Quality Foraged Links: aqfl.net
EDIT: The kitty is perfectly safe, Peeps! Thanks to Photoshop and someone’s funny imagination. -pyrit
Being a parent today raises tough questions. Will she pass the entrance exam to the good kindergarten? Does that doll promote positive body images? Should she listen to Beethoven or Mozart while sleeping? It’s starting to weigh on me, y’know?
Another quality foraged link by Ant.