The Extremely Rare Triple Hmmph

It all started at the Rotary Club picnic, when Bob told Stan his barbecue sauce was a little too tangy this year, and Stan said no it was just fine and besides Bob was one to talk because he always puts so much salt in his potato salad that the old folks on the low-sodium diets won’t go near the stuff, and then Larry tried to calm them down but they told him get lost Larry you didn’t even bring anything you freeloader, and now they’re not speaking to each other.

Photo by Tony Alter, who also shared the real story: “I had Jimmy Dean, Frank and Link out back when a couple of Jets, heading to Langley AFB, flew over – they caught the attention of all three of them.”

Sooo Comforabuhls.

This Caturday morning sleep-in brought to you by Boo


Gareth Grey and the Roomba of Doom!

One by one, the initiates flew in all directions as the Vacuumodium continued its ceaseless unpredictable lurching. At last only Gareth and his bitter rival, Cedric Blackmon, clung for life as Prosciutto von Rosawurst, the pink lord of the Kitchen Lands, watched from on high with his hellhound Trixie. “Give it up, urchin,” sneered Blackmon. “It is my destiny to face the Final Challenge of Ish-Kabongg, not y–“

And with that, he was gone.

This Is Not in My Contract

(Man, I hate when the boss brings her kid to the office, ’cause that means I have to make nice with the little pest or I’ll be working Saturdays for a month…)

Kees Me, You Fool!

Ah am ze halpless to ree-zeest, mah darl-leeng. Ziss loff, eet is deeper zan ze oh-shans, taller zan ze Eiffel Towaire, beeger zan mah outrageous Fronch accent!

Pup or polar bear, Agnes S.?

Sunshine… on your muzzlepowshe…

Makes me HAPPEEEEEEEEEE!

Sunshine on the water looks so lovely
Sunshine almost always makes me high.
Photo Credit goes to Boo!

Could you zoom out please

Thank you so moshe:

Amy M., that was an XTREME CLOSE UP

Wrinkle in the Grass

Honey, some wrinkles sprouted up in the grass overnight.

Could you go pull them out?

Dave M., try Sharpei-B-Gone next time.

Attempted plinking

This behbeh Pom is hereby guilty of ATTEMPTED PLINKING!

Plink [NOUN] The sound eyelids make when closed; e.g. ‘plink-plink!’

Peeka…Boo

The world can’t get enough of Boo. And by the world, I mean me.

Here is another pic, this time in a filingk cabinet, of the FaceBook-famous Pom pup.

More to follow! Promise!