THE TREE OF LIFE

December 21, 2009

This is the Tree of Life. Too bad it died.

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THE HAT AND THE MICROPHONE STAND

December 20, 2009

The hat and the microphone stand quietly played cards in the revolver’s dressing room. They weren’t due on stage until Act 2, Scene 2. Therefore, with the revolver’s full knowledge and permission, they continued their nightly routine of playing gin rummy during Act 1. “Gin,” whispered the hat, and he neatly displayed his winning hand. […]

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A SELECTION OF LOON TOASTS

December 19, 2009

1. May you never be bitten by a rabid librarian. 2. May you never have to rely on a cobra for moral support. 3. May you never sign a contract to invent something in Antarctica. 4. May you never be required to send get well cookies to a bison. 5. May you always have harps […]

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CARTOON FRIDAY 29

December 18, 2009

“I’m sick of painting. Let’s invent agriculture instead.”

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HOLLOWITE – FROM THE LOON’S IMAGINATION

December 17, 2009

This is the hollowite, Motty. Nanny to the Cloud Castle princess, Nimble Missst, she can flick her tongue all the way across the room. Oh, she can fly, and she wears 6-legged trousers. Her hair style is quite nice, too, don’t you think?

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THE RENEGADE HELICOPTER

December 16, 2009

The renegade helicopter was on a mission, San Juan Bautista, to be specific. A sea of local authorities and law enforcement officials from as far away as France and as nearby as Hong Kong surrounded the site. Police officers took turns eating donuts and attempting to talk the helicopter into releasing the hostages. The hostages […]

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JULIE ANDREWS KWIZ

December 15, 2009

During rehearsal for ‘My Fair Lady’, Julie Andrews: a. always showed up drunk. b. slept on a bed of nails. c. called Rex Harrison ‘Mister Wrinkle’. d. dallied in the black arts. e. had to be talked out of shaving her head for the role.

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WHO KNOWS THE ANSWER?

December 14, 2009
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THE LOON’S HABITAT – LATE FALL

December 13, 2009
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DIAL POETRY FOR MURDER

December 12, 2009
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fleet indian red rummaging dustlike on the plain buffalo hat You get the idea.  Me?  They call me Fillip Flan — poet and private eye.  So she said, “I want to raise your shamrock.”  She opened her blouse.  My shamrock rose.  Salute.  I kiss your clerical ruby wine lips.  I said, “The night whines on […]

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