I’m Telling You, We Made That Picture!

"What, you think it’s easy to look menacing while you’re dangling from piano wire with some 300-pound Teamster at the other end?  Try it sometime, pal!"

"But do people remember?  No, it’s Dorothy this, and Scarecrow that, and those lousy, stinking Munchkins…"

"Oh, don’t get me started on the Munchkins.  Every frickin’ day, running around the commissary singin’ ‘Ding-dong, the witch is dead,’ only they ain’t usin’ the word ‘witch,’ if you get my drift…"

"… wild parties every night in their trailer, and the next morning?  Passed out drunk on the set."

"No sense of professionalism, none whatsoever.  Not like us."

Hey, you got any Lucky Strikes?  Stinkin' orderlies won't let us smoke here.

If they only had a clue, Tanguera.

MomMomMomMomMomMomMomMomMom!!!!

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Robert B.

Separated at Berf?

"Everyone always says she looks like an Ewok, so I thought ‘why not?’ " says sender-inner Alana C. of her furry friend.  Maybe so, but can she take out a crack legion of Imperial Stormtroopers with nothing but spears and stone tools?  That’s the real test, you know.

'Grrrrr... Yub-yub!'          'Uh, yeah, what he said.'

Arrgh... this costume has ZERO ventilation and it keeps riding up in back.

And then Lucas yelled at me for getting friendly with C-3PO's leg...

But I got a tummy rub from Han Solo, so it's all good...

You’ve been pretty good

So you may have a cookie.



a little corgi girl
, by _groszek_.

Oh, and don’t talk with your mouth full mMmmmf mmmmf.

To Style Man

"Citizens of Earth!  I am the Grand High Blayvin of the planet Fabulon!  We offer your civilization the blessings of our advanced hair care secrets!  Our scientists have perfected a neutronic conditioning lotion that can cure split ends for all time!  We come with peaceful intentions, and not to ship your people to our home planet for horrific beauty school experiments, honest, we mean it!"

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I, for one, welcome our impeccably-coiffed overlords, Stacy N.

Look!

Muffintop.

10 o’clock.

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What catty dogs, Linda M.!

NO PINCHINGKS!

We got our green bandannas at O’Grady’s Pom Shoppe.

And we’re still getting pinched.

It’s 6AM ET/9AM PT. St. Patrick’s Day. Time for a beer.

"TIME FOR YOUR FIRST BEER NOW OPEN WIDE!"

[Pours Guinness down your froat]

Happy St. Patrick’s Day to EVERYONE! Celebratory photo Anyone for Guinness? by Blazingstar.

Paaaaaaarrrrrrrrr–TAAAAAAAYYYYYYY!

Winnoi

Whoooo-HOOOO!  Cute Overload just won an award in the 2009 Weblog Awards announced tonight at South by Southwest!

We were nominated in the category of "Best Topical Weblog," which is a special category for weblogs that can be applied directly to the skin.

Thhay, thath's thupendouth!

Thanks for bringing dessert, Christina V.

UGG!

Just for clarity, that’s "UGG!" as in "will you just look at this mess?" and not "Ugg" as in "popular brand of stylish outdoor footwear."  Although, quite honestly, that is a good look for you:  The palette of whites and off-whites is flattering, and the flared legs have a funky retro feel to them…

Gee, thanks, Mr. Blackwell.  Where's the blow dryer?

I’ve got some syrup, Rita L. — Let’s make sno-cones!
[Yes, peeps, it’s another C.O. Encore Presentayshe – Ed.]

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