Pugg Partyy, Part Deux!!

Yooo Hoooo!!!

Gets ready fo' mo' puggzz!!!

Puggyy Partyy!!

Pee Es:  Old Been sez  """too many a**es!!!"""

Wutchuu thinkk?

Pugg Partyy!!!

Haaay, everbuddy... 

itza Pugg Partyy!!!!!!!!!!

(Ooooooooooooooohhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

Yass, indeed! A real party we reds about in papers, for Pugg and Hoomin. Its' a so-called "largest gathering of Puggz on the Wets Coats".

Wot funn!! How egg-sighting!!!

 

According to, there is so much offering:


--hot air balloon ride
--paw reading booff
--Tail Painting!!! (OMG!!!)
--wet-t-shirt contest (oh, dear!)
--cupcakes chompin
--Most Extinguished Señor Pugg
--Puggie gamez!


Butt wait...

If you wanting more inflammation (and kyuuu-to pics!), go: Puggzz!!

Yay, Puggzz!%&*&*%$#@

Filthy Wednesday

Bone-swarr, aujourd-hui!

We hear at Pink Otter Party is enjoy the midweek hoodilay, know as "Filthy Wednesday"  
(or, for you Okaasan-types, "Fi-ru-see U-e-n-su-day").


Filthy Wednesday trace its original back to Drood, ancient robe-guys too bizzy making stone hedges, so no bovver to take baffs. In this respect, such venereal hoodilay is celibation of the relax and bum-like altitude which is how we want to emu-




late.


Everybuddy wanting us,,,go-go-go!!! 


All the time!!!

I say,,,NO-NO-NO!!!



We sick ov!!! 

We think Drood, like man in pub, has a "point" (har-har)!



"Ancient" Bean freerain from this hoodilay, in honor ov his greezy hare, which preventings him from indulge, like us other jolly good fallows.

But, he with us in sp - it, which prods us on
                    (ir)

to 
greater 
depths.  :-)

  
Even Pink Otter, that most delly cat and 
(***) glamoruss (***), of creature, suggest:
 
"eh,bradda,why not go for broke-- how bow'Dirty Thursday' heyhey!!!"


I, for too, say, INDEED!!!


"Be-gone, fowl dwimmerlake!" sayz the aptly-named Old Bean, all pointy-finga, boomly-voice and Merlin-like.


(O for the love of dog!!!) 

Sunday Hippo

Too-day, we hear at Pink Otter Party is herring from our long-lost, Tiberius.

Tiberius, if you please, is a hippo. And, a rather large one at that!

Tiberius:  simple yet, complex sole, happy to walking round his neighbor, see flower and dog, and to making friend with toilet. 

And yet...and yet...........................


Ennui and despair pervading him, as that is his nature. 

If only life as just a wonderful cupcake, to be eating again and again!!

A lass, tiz also the toad in the hole, the rain in the bow  and the cat litterings that must be empties. 

O, the mundanity!

Tiberius wish for his life uncucumbered with such trifle. A-live of poetry, sunshine, clean underwear and endless cupcake...O, guard-hen of delight!!!

Giddyup, Tiberius!!!...Pink Otter's Party loving you! We loving you so much, we dream you as  feather or balloon, flouting on the zen cloud of happiest, spouting your Rumi-esque all ohh-va in the world, even into the twinkiest, most twinkling star!!!

Deer reeder! As you walkabout on this maze call life, do you thinking to yourself, why so hard to be human bean??

Think, on the other hand, of also how hard to be hippo, too.

Happy Soleil-day!!!

!sense making Stop

!you, Hey

!!!up cheery some need you like look You

??day you ov thing best 3 rememba you bow How

:mine Here's

3.  .me at wave girl Little

2.   .time Otter Pink

1.  .Bean Old to home Combing (!!!hair shorts new his and)

!!!!!off blast an rocket dis take!!!!!

S.P.  ???rocket like look mark ex-clam- asian notice eva You

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Fromthe Ininiable Okaasan

Hi dee hi dee hi dee hi!

(Hi dee hi dee hi dee hi!)

Hi dee hi dee hi dee ho!

(Hi dee hi dee hi dee ho!)

Hi dee hi dee hi dee hi dee...

(Shaddaaaap!!!)

Okayokay, enough nunsense! Listen up, seven up!!!

Hear, for you, is litterature to enjoy your moment of bliss, compose by Okaasan and bought to you from our sponsor. Who shall rename maneless, indivisible, with liberty and justice for Al.  Enjoli this video!!!

P.S. Max, (tit le character from the story, Max) is cock-a-tail and has ability of changling from male to female to back again. 

Okay, now you ready...dig in!!! 

Max

So urusai, yo!

Ugh!

She/he hear outside bird, he hasta start "chinky-chan chinky-chan"...I change her cage today; oh my gaaash, it's a mess. 

Nasty! 

Good thing this doesn't smell, I'm tellin' you!

Now hummingbird cummin like crazy, free food. Hey, not free to me--free to them! 

Freebie cummin like crazy.

Ungrateful freebies!

Stray Cat

"Ahhhh!"...I say..."You hafta wait!"

He pretty good size. Oh my gaaash, what-a his nail...

Ugh!

I say, "ah-ah!"...then I smack him. I smack him head! 

One time I try to pick him. He try to bite me. I smack him, but he won't run away.

He friendly and all that...don't let me hold it or anything like that. One time he come in. Max got all excited!

I told Max, "That your 4-legged big brother!"

Election

So I got this crap everyday, so much...I chop my name off and throw them out.

We all voted no...they oughta give up!

Ugh!

Oh that's horrible...he oughta retired! Making me sick looking at his face!

What-a combination, him and him...Ugh!

I not gonna vote for two of dem...

What-a nerve!

Other People

I wish they just leave me lone!

They all stuff shirt!

They all boring people!

I mean, hey, you know!

Ugh!

Happy New Ears!!

O, what beautiful morning,,, 

Ohh!

What beautiful day... ... ...

Dum de de dum de de dee dee, dum de de de.........

.......why, Hellooo, there, deer Reader!

"Happy New Rabbit-y-Ears!" to you!!! 

In this (y) Ear of Rabbits, what-a perfek timing to introducing new character into the every-growing menage of Pink Otter Party!

Ready??

Or not??

...'its Floppy Bye-Bye: runny on the bun!

Floppy B, as he also known, is the enigmatic, forever gracing us with . Picture the frantic energy of one who has somehow disturb the angry beehive and now must run, with the hundreds of swarm hunting him down. 

Run, run like the wind, Floppy B!


Floppy says hi and bi in the same bref, therebye making conversation difficult. Attempting to prologue the situation, one may hope of enduring more of his company, yet such is the brave and flooish wish of a frog trapped in the well, who sees nothing of this world. 


Some of us are frogs, say la vie, and some are denizens of the earth in other ways, such as camels, librarians and bear-children.


Butt: 

There is only one Floppy B.

If you, perchance, walk into him, consider the artistry and desperation of his life, and play your mind accordionly.



I am, as always and sincerely, 

Wishing you Welsh in the Happy New Ears!

 
 

 

"Pink. James Pink."

BingBingBingBingBingBing!!!!!!


Hey...you hit-a jackpot..... Cock-a-doodle-doo!!!

You, Sir or Madman, has winning a prize!!!!!



You're prize is: the very privilege of knowing Mr. P'inks firsts and middles names!!!!!!!!


Aren't you excitment???


What? 

I see the disk of point mint wrapped up in you face like-a crumple up toilet papers that stick to shoo, and you dragging out in front of evrybody. 


Clean that mess up!


Ohhh,,,, waitaminute......did you think you whining one millyon dollar or sumthin? What kina joint you think dis is, Bud? Buddy? Buster?



Or shall I say........Mac????


Oil well. Look on the blight side: you has more useless crap to crowding up you'r brain!!!


NOw...attentions must be paid...or elfs!!


This very holiday seasoning, Old Bean and me surf-risingly finding out that Mr. Pink, lov-a-ble relax consultant and bear-child, has Firsts and Middles names, in addings to the Last name of Pink.


You dont' say?


Hey...Quitus interupptus!


Ahem...meanwhile, accompanying us on our troubles travels, Mr. Pink make known to us, being of sound mind and body, that he would liking to be, henceforth and yonder, re-furred to as:




"PINK. JAMES PINK."




yOU herd right! Your honor of his Engrish heritage, with liberty and justice for all!


Sudsquaintly, afta much more dillydalling, we also finds out the eloosive Middle Name, entitle:


"UTAEMON"  !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Named after the famed-moose acter, Ichikawa Utaemon, whom Okaasan adoored while growling up in Japan.    (Looky-loo!!:  Ichikawa Utaemon)




What-a relevation!!!   


Now for some fun...L'ets say, in the altogether, with big booming voice: 

"MR. JAMES UTAEMON PINK"

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!




Did you do it?????   Hmmm???


Do'nt lie to me, Argentina!!!  Eye is watchin' you!!!

Meantimes, have-a fabyoo-louse Knew Year, and try not to destroy your world!!!

Carry Me, Grant!

{Herro}
{Herro}
{Herro}...
HERRO!!!

My, isn't it worm! 


We hair at Pink Otter Potty is wishing you dis-ease 



(free)

 
hoodilay seasons.  


I, being ill and thairfour men ass to society, have ingenuonuously cree-ated my own spittoon    (click here: Helpful info to learning spittoon!)

out of purasuchikku 

(or prastic, for those of you unfortunate wivvout Okaasans)  

bagusu (baggs) 

of the Vons or Albert's Son variety.

This makeshi(f)t spittoon is then place near the place whair bolidy fruid (namely, spat,) may moss occur, such as bed, florr, car, or lastly, couch, where one is forced to lie, cat and chocklate at hand, whatching Cary Grant movies. 

O, the humanity!

Now I say to you, much as Cary Grant say to Ev-a Me-a Alone-a Saint in North by West:

"How does a girl like you get to be a boy like me?"


Or, vice versa!!!

Hhmmmm???????

Actuarilly, nothing beat the Cary Grant movie to put the smile on you! 

As Leave Me Alone Saint say to Carry-Me Grant, "It's a nice face."



OOOOOOOoooooooohhhhhhhhhhhyyyyyyyeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!! 

 (click here) "A little trouty, but quite good!"



:-)    :-)    :-)     :-)     :-))))))))))))))))))))))))))

 

t-OUCH-é!

TO SIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



WITH LOVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



(mumblebumble garblebarble)...g'nite, ev'b'dy--BE GOOD, and remember the secret phrase that bind us all in dis floating whirl:



"the goat is squeezing through the sphincter"

!

Looney (spit)Toons

Hey!!!!!!!!!! Hows' goin'???

I glad to see Da Evil Mang did not turn you into cat ff-ff,fffff...ffsphtff-ff (coughcough) ffFFfFfFf

-ood! 

(sorry, please xcuse my sudden a tack of Turnips Syndrome). As a wize man wunce observe when confronting with "The Mange": "pure_fuzzy_hate"!

Dis same wize man also say: "I (like) cats, but I (want) food". 

How right you are, sir! How right you are!

And you?

Are you getting fat with sea son's eatings? Me, too!!! An dont' forget to overdrinking as well!!!

Alongs with multiple eatings and drinkings, another "joy" (coughcough) of the see-sun has been, and I shall spell it for you, F-L-E-M-.

Yes!

That fowl-weather friend, that long and winded road, that (coughcough-spitspit) nut that cannot be crack!

Hey, nutbags!

That remind me of a joke I just make up: wats' pink and coughs and spits?

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a FLEM-ingo!!!!!

(chitty-chitty.........bangbang!)

P.S. and, goodnite!!!!!!!!!!!!

(coughcoughcoughcoughcoughcoughcough)...

Hey, nutbag, hand me my spittoon! 

a mESSagE FrOM MAnGo

 hELL, oHHHhHhhH!

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Season's Eatings!

Ho Ho Ho!

or is it

Oh Oh Oh!

or is it

Oh Ho Ho!

or is it

OhHoooOhoHOhOHhhOHOHOohohohohhhhOoooo!

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or is it...

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SHADDAAAAPPP!!!!!!!

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Shiit-ake mushrooms!

Some body wen to bed on wrong side and gave us all pains in the neck!

Dis a-posed to be happy days, to have and to hole, to cherish and protract, foreverandevah, all men. 

Hey! Listen up!

Dis is da day afta,

da day afta,

da day before,

Thanks-taking!

(okayokay, quit

crowning crowing cowing cloning

clowning around!) 

We all know it was oaffish-ally Turkey Day yestaday!!!

Did you get your turnkey? 

Hear ye! Is my list what me and Old Bean et, and the sum-shuss dinner he preppered:

--turkey

--dressing 

(my turkey wore a lovely Jimmy Dean ensemble...and yours??) 

--collie flower mash

--saussage gravvy

--B.S.    

(or for those of you who may be Europeein', you may say Brussels' Spouse)

--crabnerry sauss

--yam 

(hey, that remain me of a joke: when Chicky-Wotzit axe me how was my dinner, I says, I says to her, "Hey, Chicky, it was YAMMY!!!" huhuhuhuh! Den, she look me all disgusted, like she wanna slap me--tee hee!)

Oh, and then the abrnegacious (yes, Virginia, it is a word--one I made up and which prefectly descry the state of the union at that juncture) desert, that pig in a poke, that snake in the grass, that 12 angry men in sower-creem-and-jello form, who jump into the stomack of Old Bean like soggy ninja and samurai-ed him out of a good night's sleep!!!  

Poor Old Bean!!! 

Okayokay, don't cry for him, Argentina! O.B. is O.K.!!!

Anyway, you slice it, I hopping you ate yourself out of house and home to becoming fat like me. 

Hey...lets' getting fat too, gether!!!

Season Eatings!!!

Pink Otter A-peers!!!

(off-key warbling)  

Tonight's da night...

Gonna be awright,

Cuz I luv ya babe, ain't nobody gonna stop us now...

Oh, herro! I having good evening with Rod St. E. Wart in my mind and no see you sneeking ups on me!!

Sneeky bunny!

Hey...I has egg-sighting event for you.

Get ready, get set...you seen any eggs yet? 

Haaaaaaa! What chu think I ham, da Easter Bunny?

Okayokay, I just "yolking" around wit chu and "hamming" a guudo time!!!

Soon, you will be privilege to see the eloosive Pink Otter...

Butt first,

a joke:

Knock, knock.

Who dere?

Pink Otter.

Whaaat?

Pink Otter. 

Whaaat? I no here you from udder side of dis door.

Pink Otter!

Hoooo?

(pounding on door) 

Hey, dum-dum, I "otter" pound on you 'stead of dis door...clean yo eers cuz I ornery say dis one more times...

Pipe down and listen up!

Knock, knock.

Who dere?

Pink Otter!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The Good, The Bad, and the Uggry

Hey...(squinty-eye Crint Eatweeds look)...I barley rememba you!!!

Wear you bean?  Its like you diss-a-pear right into fat air!!!

Were you SOOOOO bizzy wit your life, including cell-berating the feral hallday of Vetrinariuns Day (or is it Veggie-tarians Day?) that you no got time for Punk Otter no more?? (Sad teer down the face...) 

What about Pink Otter Day, hmmmmmmm? Wear the feral gobberment on that one? Didn't think about them apple, didja huh didja huh didja huh?

Well, didja...Pardner??

We heer at Pink Otter Party miss your annoyance. Despite the noose-ance you cause, we put down with you for our entertainments. Threefour, I curmudjunly inviting your back into the party, so's you can:

 

MAKE 

MY 

DAY!!!

Crint Westwood: Make His Day!!!

P.S. By the power divested in me, let it be known that Pink Otter and all its in greedy ants do not end horsing violins!!! 

Just Say "Neigh": End Horsing Violins!!!

  

Pink Otter Double-Punch!

Oooooo-weeeeee!!!

Happy Birthday To You!!! 

I knowing today may not be your barfday, but hey,...take it or leave it! 

If you decides to take this birphday wish, you may save for actual burpday-day, when you may be sitting all-lone in darkness, crying your eye into your bear, bluer than blue, sadder than sad, because of your friends' leading the bizzy lives and forgetted wishing you happiest on occasion of yore berth.

(Aside): Ah, yes...(pauses for dramatic effete)...shall I compare thee to a grecian urn, blowin' in the wind like cats on a hot tin roof...

(voice from the cowed): Shaddap!!! 

Hey, (wo)man...pipe down! We all (or, if you from Texcess: w'all) bizzy beees, swarmig and droning a lifes of quiet desperado!

Love, me tender!

So, girthday boy/girl...

Remember to has your cake and eat it, too!

What flavah will you has? Mines will be strawberry sh#$*cake, jes like Mama use ta make! (thas yo-Mama, not my-Mama!)

Or mebbe it Yo-Yo Ma-Mama...?

Okayokay...all to-get-her now: Shaddap!!!

Hope this flavahs to your licking! Enjoys your Pink Otter Double-Punch on this 2fer1 day!! 

Bonne Chance, and Bon Voyage to your happy degredation...no no, make that ovulation!!! 

"Sprightly" lion voice: (Exit--stage right)... 

MEEE-OWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!