All leadership challenges must take place behind the boy’s bike shed. No slapping, Kevin. No biting, Julia. Next one to pout gets it in the jewels. Whiner take all, knock em down, drag em out.
And you thought the Roller Game was dead. “… the Flick Man – that’s the answer – remember one Flick, and they’re gone”.
An absolute feast of a cartoon Mr FirstDog, delicious to the last morsel. If the National Living Treasure cheque doesn’t plop onto the doormat by Monday I shall be outraged. Sorry, let me make that OUTRAGED!!!.
The other things that is not really like the other other things (even though they sort of look like it, and often claims they are them) are the rodents disguised as political journalists (easily identified by their “columns” which are in fact recipes for making enourmous, Australia-sized souffles out of whispers and a dessicated turd).
@ Zut, I think you’ve correclty identified the real “mover and shaker” – Mr Jasper KRuddscat.
“Shut up Get up!” *****
Said for the common doggos who slave away in the heat in the east-west
Said for the thirsty doggos wanting a bear, sorry beer and most of the feast*
Said for the big fish cringing under the table of bullys, delightful
Said for Little Fish half in and half out of Mummy’s bellyful
“Shut up Get up” (chorus, now altogether after him…)
43 thoughts on “One of these things is not like the others”
zut alors
February 24, 2012 at 2:10 pmFirsty is so right that in our national hour of crisis what we actually need is more commentary on cats.
Incidentally, Ruddster’s strategy has Jasper written all over it. Jasper wants the cavoodle O-U-T.
A technical question for all the entymologists here in the Dogonaut Lounge – is a sole white ant capable of destroying an entire house?
Mike Jones
February 24, 2012 at 2:11 pmAll leadership challenges must take place behind the boy’s bike shed. No slapping, Kevin. No biting, Julia. Next one to pout gets it in the jewels. Whiner take all, knock em down, drag em out.
And you thought the Roller Game was dead. “… the Flick Man – that’s the answer – remember one Flick, and they’re gone”.
paddy
February 24, 2012 at 2:21 pmThank goodness you’ve managed to slip that frame in, detailing the TRUE horror of our times.
Eggplants masquerading as food!
P.S In breaking news……..Therese claims Abbey is psychic!
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(But I’d blame Jasper and that jar of psychotropic substances myself.)
fractious
February 24, 2012 at 2:26 pmAn absolute feast of a cartoon Mr FirstDog, delicious to the last morsel. If the National Living Treasure cheque doesn’t plop onto the doormat by Monday I shall be outraged. Sorry, let me make that OUTRAGED!!!.
The other things that is not really like the other other things (even though they sort of look like it, and often claims they are them) are the rodents disguised as political journalists (easily identified by their “columns” which are in fact recipes for making enourmous, Australia-sized souffles out of whispers and a dessicated turd).
@ Zut, I think you’ve correclty identified the real “mover and shaker” – Mr Jasper KRuddscat.
Stevo the Working Twistie
February 24, 2012 at 2:28 pmThe mind-numbing tediousness of daily drudgery masquerading as life.
drmick
February 24, 2012 at 3:28 pmDry sterile gormless misogynistic wannabes disguised as political journalists/religious leaders/family planning experts.
Sandshoe
February 24, 2012 at 3:32 pm“Shut up Get up!” *****
Said for the common doggos who slave away in the heat in the east-west
Said for the thirsty doggos wanting a bear, sorry beer and most of the feast*
Said for the big fish cringing under the table of bullys, delightful
Said for Little Fish half in and half out of Mummy’s bellyful
“Shut up Get up” (chorus, now altogether after him…)
*haven’t had lunch yet
Sandshoe
February 24, 2012 at 3:32 pm“Shut Up Get Up”
Andrew L
February 24, 2012 at 3:39 pmBut… is it the beginning of the end or just the end of the beginning?…
Sandshoe
February 24, 2012 at 3:46 pmterrorists masquerading as boats…