I sea little critters that are bitter. Another drink bar keep, Black Jack Daniel. Daniel will drink to that, in a coon skin hat. Shutter Fly by night, clicks on and off. Pour me another and use the 3rd door if you drink till you drop. Don’t get mad, just glad you bandjo the grasshopper drink too.
Now, one might wonder, what is so wrong with some advancement of the species, that it would be necessary to run away from it. Well, it’s pretty simple. Children are ALWAYS faster, smarter and stronger than the adults they only sort of replicate. And they are ALWAYS dangerous and a bit like wild animals if not kept on a short leash at all times. Even a slight improvement has an effect that is magnified quite a bit by the increased distance between who they are, and who they are imagined to be by those having charge over them. It is one thing to have a stray cat jump on your lap, and quite another to have a bobcat do the same. The brighter they are, the more quickly they adapt to their environment. The chaos of childhood is a harsh environment. And they adapt to it very quickly, and quite well.
The wood nymphs have gone bezerk, spreading saw dust all over, and the woodland fairies keep flying into the windows…what to do, what to do! I think maybe they heard a rumor that Tink is coming for a visit and they are all flustered…WAIT! Is that the sound of a bell, tinkling overhead? It IS it IS, TinkerBelle has arrived and safely landed on the big Oak tree beyond the wood….just maybe, we’ll all run into Christopher Robin, Whinnie the Pooh, and all the gang! But where’s Peter? Hmmmmm
Aha! So, either you live close to The Woodland*, or the Woodland Creatures have invaded the urban Concrete Jungle**.
*The Woodland Mall is a large enclosed mall in Michigan.
**"It’s a Jungle Out There," themesong to Monk TV series, composed by Randy Newman.
And, unless your estate has a singularly well-equipped Armory (like Lio’s in the eponymous comic strip here on GC), you probably lack the napalm-fueled flamethrowers (now outlawed, but quite useful in cases like this) and rapid-fire Miniguns to deal with creatures-at-the-door (see https://tinyurl.com/kz7vz99 ) or on the streets.
Randy B Premium Member over 2 years ago
They’re holding multi-level marketing workshops in the driveway! Hide and hope they can’t tell we’re home!
The Old Wolf over 2 years ago
The inmates have taken over the asylum, as well.
Mad-ge Dish Soap over 2 years ago
I sea little critters that are bitter. Another drink bar keep, Black Jack Daniel. Daniel will drink to that, in a coon skin hat. Shutter Fly by night, clicks on and off. Pour me another and use the 3rd door if you drink till you drop. Don’t get mad, just glad you bandjo the grasshopper drink too.
Mad-ge Dish Soap over 2 years ago
Disable the shutter switch.
Brass Orchid Premium Member over 2 years ago
Doo-doo-doo, looking out my back door.
Brass Orchid Premium Member over 2 years ago
Now, one might wonder, what is so wrong with some advancement of the species, that it would be necessary to run away from it. Well, it’s pretty simple. Children are ALWAYS faster, smarter and stronger than the adults they only sort of replicate. And they are ALWAYS dangerous and a bit like wild animals if not kept on a short leash at all times. Even a slight improvement has an effect that is magnified quite a bit by the increased distance between who they are, and who they are imagined to be by those having charge over them. It is one thing to have a stray cat jump on your lap, and quite another to have a bobcat do the same. The brighter they are, the more quickly they adapt to their environment. The chaos of childhood is a harsh environment. And they adapt to it very quickly, and quite well.
Zebrastripes over 2 years ago
The wood nymphs have gone bezerk, spreading saw dust all over, and the woodland fairies keep flying into the windows…what to do, what to do! I think maybe they heard a rumor that Tink is coming for a visit and they are all flustered…WAIT! Is that the sound of a bell, tinkling overhead? It IS it IS, TinkerBelle has arrived and safely landed on the big Oak tree beyond the wood….just maybe, we’ll all run into Christopher Robin, Whinnie the Pooh, and all the gang! But where’s Peter? Hmmmmm
coltish1 over 2 years ago
Today’s panel is eerily like current political discourse—or, I guess, the lack of it.
Howard'sMyHero over 2 years ago
Are ants woodland creatures? If so, closing the shutters is useless advice … ant bait a(i)nt working either … @#$&*..!
Linguist over 2 years ago
I can handle the Woodland Creatures unrest … It’s the revolt of the Garden Gnomes that scares me!
Plods with ...™ over 2 years ago
Fit right in around here.
6turtle9 over 2 years ago
Well, it’s about time.
willie_mctell over 2 years ago
In our neighborhood it’s a constant problem. Fortunately we have a kitten.
El-Kabong over 2 years ago
Window peep for me, Window creep for me, Look inside my room and observe, I pleasure me..
Send the trappers ‘round, Pull the blinders down, Just you, my window, can creep for me.
Radish the wordsmith over 2 years ago
Animals have been traveling through some California cities to escape the fires.
InquireWithin over 2 years ago
They’re holding “audits” as we speak.
Sisyphos over 2 years ago
Aha! So, either you live close to The Woodland*, or the Woodland Creatures have invaded the urban Concrete Jungle**.
*The Woodland Mall is a large enclosed mall in Michigan.
**"It’s a Jungle Out There," themesong to Monk TV series, composed by Randy Newman.
And, unless your estate has a singularly well-equipped Armory (like Lio’s in the eponymous comic strip here on GC), you probably lack the napalm-fueled flamethrowers (now outlawed, but quite useful in cases like this) and rapid-fire Miniguns to deal with creatures-at-the-door (see https://tinyurl.com/kz7vz99 ) or on the streets.
Too bad; you’re just fresh meat….
3hourtour Premium Member over 2 years ago
…the meteors dust affected the animals immediately…
…they called it The Adam & Eve Event…
…suddenly cougars wanted to wear sundresses…
…and bears bib overalls…
…cows in tights…
…dogs in wife beaters…
…lock the doors…
…close the curtains…
…OK, shut the shutters…
…they’ll come for the curtains…