Yes. Yes, I am.
I knew that, mama, I was just checking.
You are not a hen. You are not a dog. You are not a boat. You are not a snort. You are Ant!
Posts tagged as: I Shall Leeck You
Are You My Mother?
June 1, 2012 By
I Gotcher Sucker Right Here, Kid
April 20, 2012 By
Winston gets leecked on Valentine’s Day
February 14, 2012 By
Your Ice Cream or Your Life!
January 29, 2012 By
Here, take my ice cream! Just please don’t hurt me!
Bella Lightning Bolt says, “Bill H., yer just lucky ya weren’t eatin’ a Twinkie.”
I Just Don’t Get It…
November 24, 2011 By
Not that I’m knocking Thanksgiving; it’s my favorite holiday. I work the room, do the “soulful eyes” bit, rake in the table scraps. Pretty sweet deal. But there’s one thing I’ll never figure out: How do they manage to get pumpkin pie from one of these things?
Leeloo’s a lovely licker, Erika T.
THIS JUST IN: The Most Popular Man in the History of the Entire Human Race
November 21, 2011 By
Well, maybe not at this exact moment, but he will be. Oh yes… he will be.
UPDATE: Yes, this is an (accidental) encore; hope you enjoy it again.
Who’s Snorgling Whom?
August 10, 2011 By
And now for something completely different: A raccoon with a pet ferret. Or maybe a ferret with a pet raccoon. Or a rerret playing with a faccoon. Or something.
C’Mere, You Have Something on Your Face
July 1, 2011 By
I Must Leeck You
June 28, 2011 By
Bring zuh rabeet to me.
I must taste heem.
Yannnnnnnnnllllggggg. Dee-lee-shous.
Alexandra B. says all the animals on her farm want to meet the fresh buns as they pop out of the oven, and rescued fawn Callie is no exception.
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