Nice try, you tricky hare, but the tortoise is still going to win.
We wanted to say, “win by a hare” but Sesame wouldn’t lettuce.
Nice try, you tricky hare, but the tortoise is still going to win.
We wanted to say, “win by a hare” but Sesame wouldn’t lettuce.
Now, digging I get.
Melissa B. says Truffles reminds her of Mopsy Cottontail.
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.
This Guinea Pig is all: “You know you know that’s wrong” [lip puckers]
![[Eye swivel]](http://cuteoverload.files.wordpress.com/2010/11/dsc_0105.jpg?w=560&h=612)
And this turtle is all “Whatchoo talkin’ ’bout now!?” [fast head swivel]
![I will snap at you. [Snapping turtle joke]](http://cuteoverload.files.wordpress.com/2010/11/whatchoo1.jpg?w=560&h=381)
And this Bunny is all “You better hope you got carrots ’cause I ain’t wastin’ my time with no DRY pellets”

And these Gorillas are all: “Yeah I know you, but I don’t know you know you”

And this cow is all: “Son, you did NOT just do that”
![[Calf proceeds straight to shrink]](http://cuteoverload.files.wordpress.com/2010/11/calf1.jpg?w=560&h=458)
And finally, this guinea pig is all: “Aw, hells no!”

What a nice collection, Zoe B. (for Guinea Pigs and Bun photos) Turtle by Libbie H. Gorillas by Jackie D. Cow by Dana S. Props to Crunktastical; the original Side Eye purveyors.
Marge knew that Walter would find her ‘Adios’ note soon enough.
Finally on her own, she could eat as many carrot soufflés as she wanted.
Stay strong Zao C.! (and Sesame, the Bun.)
Thanksgiving hasn’t even HIT yet, and I’m already for it to be over.
Too much family drama, Alice W.!
You can’t come into my house!
Just try it – I’m the pufferfish of bunnies, Beeyatch!

Skedaddle, you damn meddling kids!

Jeesh, let’s not cross that cross-eyed bun again, Marine
In icy Nosevember, as the west wind blows
As mercury plummets and shutters close
As candles flicker their final throes
What lurks nearby, do you suppose?
From highs or lows, in grim repose
Its steady, strident sniffing grows
Like tell-tale hearts in tales of Poe’s
And where it comes from, no one knows.
So heed this warning, to all those
Who seek out warmth for frozen toes
Where icy moistness sometimes goes,
Beware the chill of … THE LURKING NOSE!
Nosevember poetry by our very own NTMTOM. Warm thanks to Kirsten S.(top photo) And The Dog Got Curious… by Michelle in Ireland. (middle photo) and FUNNIEST CLOSEUP by unaerica. (bottom photo.)
Tower, this is Bunway, requesting a fly-by, Over.

That’s a negative, Bunway, the pattern is full. [Photo by Saraide]
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