“Of course this is our mother! She’s nice and warm, just like dear old Mom should be! Are you trying to imply that we don’t know the face of our own dear mother? Why, I’d recognize that mug anywhere!”
Via Imgur.
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That is so cute!
Reminds me of wintertime, when waiting in line at the store deli, I would lean against the glass front of the hot case, where hot foods like fresh chili and mac’n’cheese were, and warm my hands.
And stupid autocorrect tried to tell me that “chili” was spelled ‘child’.
Replacing “chili” with “child”? In a gingerbread house somewhere, a witch is reading this and saying “Go on…” 😀
? We need an emoji for snorting liquids out the nose.
I tried searching for that the other day…nada. 🙁
And for the snortlaff.
Thank you for the name. I am a frequent snortlaffer.
Snortlaffer sounds like a Dr. Seuss book.
Right you are! That would be awesome.
Gaah – those precious little faces! So comfy!
That is the best puntastic post YET! Chick mugnet. My word (or, rather, your words).
Agreed XD
Years ago (before it fell out of favor), my beloved Grandpa bought me a baby chick for Easter. It lived on a box over the furnace vent in the kitchen until one day, it started crowing at 5:00 AM. After that, Dad insisted he be moved to relatives who lived on a farm. Ah, fond memories.
My parents bought me one too, we kept it for a week and had to take it to a nearby farm because it imprinted on our pomeranian following her everywhere and she was terrified of it.
When I was in high school my brother brought home a tiny black kitten that he and his friends nearly ran over while leaving 4th of July fireworks (I have no idea how they even saw the thing in the dark). He was smaller than our Miniature Schnauzer’s head, but the dog was terrified of him. My brother named him Roadkill. (We couldn’t keep him, though; my dad the cat-“hater” wouldn’t let us; plus my brother is allergic. We had him for a week or so and then someone my brother worked with took him.)
It’s like a weird Maypole dance of the downy.
Dance of the Downy! Love that phrase.
Am I wrong for finding that second chick’s fluffy bottom absolutely adorable? It sounds rude to say, but it’s true. I do.
Not wrong! I think the main reason this blog exists is to enjoy Teh Qte in whatever form it takes.
Little fuzzy chick bloomers? 100% cute.
Chick bloomers!! Love it. ?
I did not even notice the fluffy posterior. It is cute. And little fuzzy chick bloomers is just an adorable way of labeling such fluff cuteness.
I dunno, I think the chicks are keeping the drink warm. Pretty tricky picking the mug up, tho.
Fluffy bottoms make the world a better place.
I feel so much better.
So sleppy and so tiny.
I wonder whatever happened with the sleppy kitten.
Turned into a sleppy cat. And lived sleppily ever after.