When she was a little girl, Mabel Flossenglottner had an imaginary friend, a penguin she called Mr. Flappy. She would run and play with him all day long, and share her most private thoughts. In return, Mr. Flappy would tell Mabel to … do things.

Vintage Qte found by Lindsey J. (With apologies to the little girl, who probably turned out just fine.)
Australia, 1942: A visiting American soldier comments on how much smaller the rats are compared to his native Brooklyn.

More classic cuteness from Flickr Commons.
We take you now to 1943, where this mascot of an army cookhouse (how’s that for a choice assignment?) is getting all cleaned up to meet General Douglas MacArthur himself. Oops, wait — we’re getting word he left already.

See full image at Flickr Commons.
Time for an oldie: This roly-poly puddle of blorpitude was part of the welcoming committee for the First Australasian Antarctic Expedition, almost one hundred years ago.

From the State Library of New South Wales, via Flickr Commons.
Alas, it is merely the image of a pup smoking a pipe. We post it to illustrate the paradox that confronts us: Even as we seek the essence of Teh Qte, we attain only its effigy, captured in an imperfect medium that robs our senses of the nuance of sound and touch: The wagging of the tail; the satisfying feel of a skritchy-scratch under the chin; the glance of recognition at the phrase “who’s a good boy, then?” or as the French would say, “Oo ees zay goot boy, zen?” Indeed, it was René Descartes, a leading light among the French philosophers, who would probe the boundaries of Man’s attempts to reconcile the worlds of the real and the ethereal, seeking the underlying truth behind the contradictions of our fruitless quest to…

Kate D., it’s been Magritte pleasure to post this Flickr image for you.
Bravely refusing the blindfold, Lieutenant Drummond defiantly stared down the row of soldiers before him, each with a single snowball at the ready. “Does condemned have any last requests?” asked Colonel Blatznykov.

More vintage WTF from Flickr Commons.
“… well, here’s one, then: Help desk support for busy customer-service center, no selling, part-time evenings plus Saturdays. No experience or critical reasoning skills required, will train. Applicants of avian descent strongly encouraged.“
More retro-donkulousness from Flickr Commons.
…always up to some devilment or another. If they’re not dropping cherry bombs in the septic tank, they’re setting the mailman on fire. I wonder what mischievous adventure those two ruffians are up to now?

Some vintage cute from the archives at The Commons at Flickr.