Stefanie had been looking for it for months, so she was thrilled when she finally found her ring under the bed. Of course, her discovery made her realize that she should really clean more often.
Nice dust bunny, Stefanie H.
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Winnie the Pig had a date. A hot date. It was his first in weeks, and since he wasn’t about to go and blow it, he had to make sure everything was just right. So obviously, he brought in reinforcements:
Listen, if it was your intention to bathe in Drakkar Noir and possibly kill your date with cheesiness, then you exceeded expectations. I mean, I think my nose may have stopped twitching.
Here’s the thing: It looks like Arthur Fonzarelli took a greased comb to your hair, and yet it doesn’t occur to you to pluck a nose hair? It’s surprising considering they’re practically hindering your eyesight.
Here’s to the partnership, Maria L.
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If I hop *just right* I can walk right out of here…
Photos by natural-light-loving, stellar event photographers Monkey Bean Photos in Jackson, Georgia via Sparkly Like a Holiday, submitted by Krista K.
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It was peculiar, yes. Mr. Fred Jingles had never come across such an uneven ottoman that thumped every second.
Would it kill you to offer him a pillow, Jen W.?
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When you start saying “Must…snorgle…nosicles!” or when you reach for my nose and inexplicably exclaim “Beep!” and then look around and say, “Shifty eyes” to no one else in the room, I get concerned that maybe I’m not hearing things so well.
And I can only assume that’s because you haven’t trimmed my ear hair.
Beep! Beep! Harumph, Kate Elizabeth Q.
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Not content to disrupt a peaceful slumber party, now those noisy goons from the New York Lottery are crashing a bucolic Bunday picnic at (what’s left of) Coney Island. Have these people no sense of decency?
Wanna split a funnel cake Nathan’s hot dog, sbovio? Theresa’s buying.
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Like I told James Lipton: On one foot, was it the role of a lifetime? Absolutely – I owe Beatrix a great deal. But on the other, I can really deal without the paparazzi.
Be vehwy, vehwy quiet, Alex M.
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Black cat with white trim
Cuddles white bun with black eye
Your verse adds color
Sender-inner Carolyne says: “Yesterday afternoon we found our cat Koko had managed to lift the gate and climb in to Rosie, our bunny’s pen. Rosie didn’t seem too thrilled but let Koko cuddle up to her anyway. Maybe it’s time for another cat…”
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Don’t tell Hugh Hefner, but our friends the Japanese have revived the concept of the “bunny club.” Only this time, the bunnies are real, and customers pay a fee to pet and fondle them — something you could never do at the old bunny clubs (and I have the restraining orders to prove it).
I’ll have the cottontail special with carrot juice, Kimber R.
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