Don’t Blow Your Own Horn

“Honey, I need to tell you something. I know you’ve been practicing very hard and making a lot of progress, and it’s been really inspiring to see you getting passionate and pursuing your dream. I would never want to take that away from you, honest. But… well, I just checked with the New York Philharmonic, and it turns out they don’t have any need for a professional party horn player.”

“WHAT?! But… but it’s a wind instrument!”

She should have done like that nice Ed Grimley and taken up triangle, Sharon H.

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Links: Pillow Talk

And finally: How Was Your Day?

Did it start with an early morning cuddle followed by delicious meelks? Did you get to run and play and get fresh air and then more cuddles and meelks? Then you aren’t as lucky as this baby wombat, found by Murray C.

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Cuddles Are Coming

In the cold, frozen wastes to the north of the Wall of Westeros, they wait and watch. Their pale blue eyes, bluer than the most perfect ice, sweep the horizon for any human foolish enough to travel alone. So if you must venture beyond the Wall, look sharp — lest you fall into the clutches of… the White Pouncers.

See, we’re like White Walkers except we pounce.

Via Imgur.

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The Mystic Will See You Now

Greetings, seekers of truth. The all-knowing Oracle of Flazeem knows why you have come, otherwise I’d only be the mostly-knowing Oracle of Flazeem and that doesn’t sound like a guy you’d climb to the top of this mountain to meet, so let’s get on with it…

I assume you brought cash. No Bitcoin, please.

You seek the answer to the riddle of the universe, which I shall now reveal by peering across time and space with the aid of the mystical Cone of Wahdeedoodah. You may want to get a pencil and write this down…

mhrrpth hluurph flurfl sglurrrrgh ig slorrth thrrgh uth mluuugthl…

DSC_0048, by lindsayloveshermac, licensed under CC BY-SA 2.0

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