Saturday, October 20, 2012

Waldo

Let me just gnaw this down to
gavel-size, 
and I'll be ready to judge you!

Thanks, Tina!

13 comments:

Ijon Tichy the Nth said...

... so that answers that question ;-)

Rabbits' Guy said...

... and not really for the better either =:<

Marshmallow said...

It's 7:00 BET*; do you know where your bunny is?

* Bunny Ear Time

anonymous said...

Oh, Marshmallow, thank you for the memories. When I was growing up a Houston TV station began its 10 o'clock news broadcast that way except species neutral. "Where are your children?" My Dad made jokes about it all his life.

brandi b said...

Where's Waldo?
On DR fixin' to condemn us to hellfire and brimstone!
Why?
Why not?

anonymous said...

"Is there someone else up there we can talk to?"

speedyrabbit said...

No there issn't any one else to talk to up there the bunnies are in charge!Maybe you could talk to Speedy and ask him to put a good word in?

anonymous said...

Sir Speedy of Cheekiness, alas it is true that the bunnies are in charge and most are not even close to as nice as you. Would you be so kind as to put in a good word for us unworthy as we are?

Rabbits' Guy said...

I'm slow but I did finally get that there is going to be at least one pointy end to that gavel when Waldo is done. I don't think is for table-pounding.

Fleetie said...

I'm surprised Waldo is bothering to liberate that gavel from the chair.

I'd've expected him to just make a summary judgement against us.

By the way, what does a bun have to do to get a Waldo Salad around here?

"What do you mean you don't know how to make a Waldo Salad?! Stoopid hoomin! *THUMP* "

Jan said...

Cute bunny and just about best comment ever'

Furbeast said...

Fleetie, a belated welcome back and wonderful to hear you are on the mend!

As we speak, pharmaceutical companies are secretly firing up laboratories in the race to patent disapproval in pill form.

Any minute now, secret government agents will kidnap you to test the healing powers of rabbit disapproval. Hide before they subject you to hideous experimentation, like locking you in a roomful of baby lops or even worse tying you to a chair and making you stare at a Dutchie! Ooh, the horror, the horror!

As we speak, pharmaceutical companies are secretly firing up laboratories in the race to patent disapproval in pill form.

Jan said...

And the most powerful medicine of all - while Fleetie is tied to a chair little bunnies will lick his bare toes! (A bunny lick is like a tiny dry feather caressing you ...)