Another Tranquil Day in Nopeville

The sun is chirping, the birds are shining, the flowers are in bloom, and look who’s out for a stroll: a family of nope nope nope nope nope no-pit-ty nope NOPE!




That trip to the store can wait, Andrew Y.

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37 thoughts on “Another Tranquil Day in Nopeville

  1. debg June 19, 2017 / 11:33 am

    Wise choice, sir!

  2. Blue Footed Booby June 19, 2017 / 12:01 pm

    I’m amused by all the youtube commenters who think those are badgers. I’m imagining some Euro transplant making this mistake and ending up smellier for it.

    • Amy June 19, 2017 / 3:21 pm

      Well, they are in badger family! I love mustelids, even if they are smelly!

  3. Ricky's Mom June 19, 2017 / 12:03 pm

    That was NOT what I expected. 🙂

    • Dana June 19, 2017 / 6:04 pm

      Me neither!

    • 6rabbits June 20, 2017 / 11:18 am

      I was expecting dogs that were refusing to go walking or something like that. Guess I forgot who was doing the writing!? Always a surprise here!

  4. HaHa June 19, 2017 / 12:04 pm

    Ahhh memories.
    As a young one our family went camping frequently. It was a big treat to order the extra crispy KFC and eat it while around the campfire. One evening my dad quietly said to us, “Sit still and don’t move.” We whispered, “Why?” He said, “Skunks.” A family of skunks proceeded to waddle in, snorf around and vacuum up the dropped extra crispy’s, then waddle away.
    It was a really cool experience producing a vivid memory. That night, we threw our garbage away in a can that was very far away from our campsite.

    • Blue Footed Booby June 19, 2017 / 12:11 pm

      You just shook loose a memory: many moons ago when I was booblet, my boy scout troop would go on a yearly trip to Assateague, where we’d camp on the sand behind the dunes. The wild ponies would wander around, nosing open coolers and stealing bags of potato chips and the like. We took to calling them “hoofed squirrels.”

      They would also steal beach towels and shirts drying on fenceposts. They’d saunter up, casually grab a corner, then go tearing away waving their loot like a banner. You had to really pay attention when one got close because there was no telling what sort of ridiculous mischief they’d cause.

      • Brouhaha June 19, 2017 / 1:59 pm

        …but you weren’t eaten alive by the horseflies?

        • Blue Footed Booby June 19, 2017 / 3:27 pm

          I counted 257 mosquito bites all over my body. I numbered them with a sharpie. Because I sure as hell wasn’t sleeping.

          • Brouhaha June 20, 2017 / 9:00 am

            Oooh kay, now the memory is complete. The horseflies there are pretty awful.

      • HaHa June 19, 2017 / 2:54 pm

        I love the idea of the personality behind mischievous horses.

      • 6rabbits June 20, 2017 / 11:23 am

        “When I was a booblet” ? Took me a minute…

  5. Faye June 19, 2017 / 12:55 pm

    Comin’ through! Pell-mell! More like smell-mell!

    Nobody nose the trouble he could have had.

    • fkaWaldenPond June 19, 2017 / 1:07 pm

      😀

    • Murray C June 19, 2017 / 4:56 pm

      Hee, Hee, good’n, Faye.

  6. Gigi the cat lady June 19, 2017 / 1:43 pm

    A bunch of us kids were playing in the fields behind our houses and my little cousin (must have been 5 or 6) called to us that he had found a “kitty”. He then came walking out of the tall grass holding a skunk by the tail.

    Needless to say it was every kid for him and herself. We screamed at him to let it go and ran away as fast as we could. He did get sprayed but luckily he did not get bitten. I never understood how he managed to catch the thing in the first place.

    • Blue Footed Booby June 19, 2017 / 3:32 pm

      lmao I can hear the screaming in my head

      Many a young boy has caught an angry bitey creature without having a plan for release. Courage of the clueless.

  7. debg June 19, 2017 / 2:20 pm

    Your skunk and pony stories are fantastic, people.

    BFB–I can barely remember my booblet days!

  8. Kar June 19, 2017 / 2:44 pm

    I was expecting a bear or mountain lion from that reaction. Not a bunch of fluffy animals that come up mid-calf!

    Guess this guy’s been on a snipe hunt before. And lost!

    • Catwhisperer June 19, 2017 / 4:32 pm

      Not sure where you’re from, Kar, but if you’re not familiar with skunks, their defense is an extremely pungent spray from anal glands that can go 10 feet. One of our neighbors got it in the face and had to go to the hospital.

      I happen to find them really cute, and I rescued a baby one out of a window well when I was a teenager, but I would’ve run just as fast if I’d been in this guy’s shoes!

      • Kar June 19, 2017 / 4:59 pm

        We had friends growing up who had a de-scented skunk as a pet. Never really cared for anyone outside it’s family. I’m not sure it cared for them particularly either, but it loved cat food!

        Non-Americans: It used to be a borderline hazing thing to do with newbie campers, tell them that they were going on a snipe hunt. Sit in the dark woods for hours searching for a small, cat sized creature with a bushy tail and a white stripe down it’s back. “It’s harmless but to be a [experienced camper], you’ve got to catch a snipe and put it in your pillowcase!”

        Now I suspect counselors would string you up if you suggested a snipe hunt.

        • debg June 19, 2017 / 5:13 pm

          I remember snipe hunts well, Kar. Though they were never described like that, probably because nobody wanted to deal with a scented roommate!

          • Kar June 19, 2017 / 5:21 pm

            Theoretically, the newbies would be in the same cabin as they’re the youngsters/babies.

            I suspect that I watched too many Spin and Marty reruns as a child. . . Remember when they did that to Frasier on Cheers, he convinced that he actually found one!

  9. julie June 19, 2017 / 5:17 pm

    I love the look of panic on that guy’s face. HILARIOUS!!!

  10. julie June 19, 2017 / 5:18 pm

    Also, his clothing choice is pretty funny, too! It looks like he’s wearing yellow pantyhose.

  11. Laura June 19, 2017 / 5:37 pm

    We were visiting my brother-in-law and family in Minnesota, and he took us to a wildlife refuge nearby to show us some of the animals. So we were driving down a dirt road, slowly, and suddenly a mama skunk crosses the road about 20 feet in front of us. We stop, of course. And then her babies come out — four, and they were really little — and got halfway across the road.

    And stopped.

    And then apparently they wondered if we were a larger version of their mama, so they started down the road toward us! My BIL was backing up as quietly as he could, but fortunately when the mama came back out for her babies, she just yelled at them in Skunk and they turned around and followed her across the rest of the road. Whew!

    • Ricky's Mom June 19, 2017 / 5:45 pm

      “yelled at them in Skunk”

      Love it.

  12. tara June 19, 2017 / 6:18 pm

    I don’t have a skunk story – nor do I need or particularly want one. But I’m really enjoying all of yours!!! (Wild pony stories too) 😉 Thanks!

  13. Eve S. June 19, 2017 / 7:57 pm

    I love skunks! For one thing, they keep the population of Idiot Dogs in check (and I speak as the proud owner of many an idiot dog).

    Now here’s my idea of Nopeville:

    • Smartypants June 19, 2017 / 8:19 pm

      Aww…she’s just selling Gator Scout Cookies! 😀

      • Alice Shortcake June 20, 2017 / 8:54 am

        Avon calling…

        • Murray C June 20, 2017 / 9:36 am

          Not sure an alligator is the best Avon rep, given the state of its skin!?

    • fkaWaldenPond June 19, 2017 / 8:24 pm

      What the hell?!!! Oh dear gawd!! It is like the old NTMTOM joke of the witch turning hubby into a toad (it was a doggy but still) but in this case either she was either new or he deserved it. He’s ringing the bell and saying Honey! It’s meeee!’

    • Kar June 20, 2017 / 1:09 am

      Hey, at least this guy knocked!




      Ah Florida, the land where gators ring doorbells, peacocks mate with buicks, kinkajou’s nap with the elderly and anacondas on golf courses are 1 stroke handicap.

      • Murray C June 20, 2017 / 9:34 am

        I guess when ya gotta go, ya gotta go!

  14. Doug June 20, 2017 / 10:30 am

    Do you smell what I smell .. TERROR !! FEAR !! .. Oh crap .. SKUNKS !!

    (I saw that, and thought .. the only thing missing here, was the Benny Hill Theme)

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