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I am Snugglepumpkin. Hear me roar
What was the name of that dog on 'Rin Tin Tin'?
He giggled like a puppy being tickled by a kitten wearing a duckling costume.
If I were a candy bar I'd want to be a snicker, because then I'd have the last laugh!!
Nudge, nudge, wink, wink. Know what I mean?
Yes, I'm a mouse. Squeak, squeak. Now shoo-shoo back to your little bug friends, said Rirped, picking up a hunk of dried beef. He tore a off a piece with his teeth and noticed Boots hadn't moved. He pulled back his lips to reveal a row of jagged teeth and gave her a sharp hiss.
Some weasel took the cork out of my lunch.
He who does not know how to encircle a girl so that she loses sight of everything he does not want her to see, he who does not know how to poetize himself into a girl so that it is from her that everything proceeds as he wants it-he is and remains a bungler
And all those frogs going 'Rabbit, rabbit' ... "
"I think, sir, that it was 'Ribbit, ribbit' ... "
"So, what goes 'Rabbit, rabbit'?"
"Rabbits, I think. All the time ...
Bulldogs are wonderful creatures to include in books. Besides their adorable bulldogishness, they provide the writer with a rare chance to use forms of the verb snuffle.
Thou frothy tickle-brained hedge-pig!
My Mommy likes to wiggle And it really makes me giggle. The music keeps her moving And she's smiling as she's grooving.
She goes...Wiggle, wiggle to the left; wiggle to the right, Wiggle, wiggle, jiggle, jiggle - Dancing through the night...
Ickle me, pickle me, tickle me too
never returned to the world they knew
and nobody knows what happened to
dear ickle me, pickle me, tickle me too
I'm a big goofball, you know. Don't tell anyone that, but I'm a big goofball. In Australia we call it a dag.
The little weasel ripped all the buttons off my couch.
Ivan Petrovsky, pg 350
Toodle-oo, demigods!
Fuck-a-doodle-do.-- Jay Stringer
My name is Patrick Fitzgerald ... I like to tear the tops off small animals.
A little Toffee Crunch,
Hurt my fluffy bunny, will you? The following moments were a red-tinged blur as he took care of the humans who dared hurt his Miranda. The idiot with the flamethrower screamed the loudest when Chase yanked off his arm and beat him with it. When that stopped being fun, he tore out his throat.
THE GRACKLE
The
Seth put his ear against the door. "I can't hear anything."
"There are probably ten of them patiently waiting on the far side, ready to pounce."
Brownies are shrimps. All I'd need are some heavy boots, a pair of shin guards, and a weed whacker."
The image made Kendra giggle.
Do you know what they called a sausage-in-a-bun in Quirm?' said Mr Pin, as the two walked away. 'No?' said Mr Tulip. 'They called it le sausage-in-le-bun.
Driggs, wake up." she shook him. "Driggs!"
"Whaaat?" he groaned, squinting. "Why again? With the shaking?"
She held up the scrap. "I just found this in your pants."
Driggs raised an eyebrow. "What were you doing in my pants?"
She smacked him. "Focus! Read what it says.
Information wants to eat brie.
Hey, toy boy. It's only 3:00, and I want to be properly entertained before dinner.
Everyone needs fudge, Hildy. It's how God helps us cope.
Sugar flake that, yo. Snap, crackle, pop.
So I dipped into my childhood and came up with Nicky Deuce. I wanted him to get into a lot of mischief, like the time I taped a fork to a broom handle and cattle-rustled a steak off the barbecue of the next-door neighbor.
If at first you don't fricassee, Fry, fry a hen!
Irish-sparkle-fish,-- Anne Eliot
Canoodling, I see.
Iggy: I'll grab a zebra; Gaz, you fill all the bubbles with your trademark scent. so people are choking and gagging; and let's throw beef jerky in their eyes! Now, that's a plan!
Once upon a time there were four little Rabbits, and their names were
Flopsy, Mopsy, Cottontail, and Peter.
Eat it," I ordered, holding it with two hands now, making it dance in the air. "It's begging you. 'Eat me'."
He arched a brow.
"Perv," I muttered.
Aiden pressed his lips together, but when he glanced at me and my dancing bun, he burst into laughter. "All right, give me the bun.
Bein' cooped up indoors. The little finger waggled briefly.
Let's see, the last guy I dated - is there a word for someone who's sexually attracted to Muppets? Andrea's elegant persona was destroyed as she laughed so hard martini shot out of her nose.
Well, come back and have tea with us," saidMoon-Face. "Silky's got some Pop Biscuits -andI've made some Google Buns. I don't often makethem-and I tell you they're a treat!
A big furry creature that purrs while it sits on your lap and squashes you!
Clang Clang Rattle Bing Bang, Gonna make my noise all day!
What the hell are those?" Zach pushed at my foot with his finger.
"My boots."
"It looks like your foot's being attacked by a Muppet.
a creature of impulse.
Dachshund: A half-a-dog high and a dog-and-a-half long.
What's your name, pictsie?' 'Awf'ly Wee Billy Bigchin Mac Feegle, mistress.' 'You're very small, aren't you?' 'Only for my height, mistress.
So it's Mr. Wiggin and Who The Hell Are You.'
'About right,' Bean replied.
Are you a Tigger or an Eyore?
Josh: "Mutley, my dog."
Shel: "I am not getting in the car with that."
Josh: "Yes, you are."
Shel: "No, I'm not. He's huge."
Josh: "He's harmless."
Shel: "Like his owner?"
Josh: "Oh, no, he's harmless. I'm not.
Squee-squee-squawky-squiggly-squee.-- Eric Arvin
Wizened and white, with brown blotched on her face the size and complexity of unshelled peanuts, Midge had a jitter in her head that made her pew like a chicken trying to make up its mind what to peck.
Wiggle 'til you're high, wiggle 'til you're higher, wiggle 'til you vomit fire.
Make-Out McGuire
Mr. Bumpy from Bump in the Night was this funky little guy who lived under the bed and thought eating dust bunnies was a delicacy. He was as cool as he could be, and ate dirty socks.
The playful kitten, with its pretty little tigerish gambols, is infinitely more amusing than half the people one is obliged to live with in the world.
The dog is the god of frolic.
A squiggle, they are believed to be the first animal ever drawn.
I spy, with my little eye, something that starts with ... G."
"Sausages.
Bubotubers," Professor Sprout told them briskly. "They need squeezing. You will collect the pus - "
"The what?" said Seamus Finnigan, sounding revolted.
"Pus, Finnigan, pus," said Professor Sprout.
Meet Bob...
Bob is in this cage because he tried to steal my cookie.
Haha Bob,
Haha.
That's my darling little doggie. Bubbles by name, bubbles for brains. You've got to love him.
the merry green eyes and a roguish dimple
Quick: noise made by a dyslexic duck
Lucifer's bouncing balls, Kitten, not again!
Pretending that Shiloh's a bear, tryin' to get in. The more they squeal, the more Shiloh wiggles about, tryin' to get his nose under the edge of the sheet, tail going ninety miles an hour. If that dog had wings, he'd fly, except his propeller would be on the wrong end.
That kid gave Leo the freakie-deakies.
A kitten is the most irresistible comedian in the world. Its wide-open eyes gleam with wonder and mirth. It darts madly at nothing at all, and then, as though suddenly checked in the pursuit, prances sideways on its hind legs with ridiculous agility and zeal.
Bustle about Noddy, or we shant be in time to snabble any of the lobster patties.
Pack pack kill kill
four tumbling, squealing cubs,
Happiness is a piece of fudge caught on the first bounce.
smack smack honey smacks its the snack that will smack you back
... Dexter the sofa spud ...
You ... are ... a ... fridge ... with wings,' Fang ground out, punching an Eraser hard with every word. 'We're ... freaking ... ballet ... dancers.
Fang shreds alot.
Fish fiddle de-dee!
For all her cute-as-a-button-ness, Bree had a laugh that reminded me of the noise Charly had made that time she shredded her fingertips on the cheese grater.
Painted mafritty fritters frittering fitty fitty scented candelabra abra cadaver. Candle blah blah.
Six biscuits, crow, hydrant!
It was a hound of some sort, black and disproportionately long-bodied, with lets so stumpy that they appeared to have been amputated. With large, liquid eyes and a sturdy long tail in constant motion, it resembled nothing so much as and exceedingly amiable sausage.
Rory is fun when he's pissed off: like a fluffy little attack gerbil.
Deer Reeder: First may I say, sorry for any werds I spel <>rong>rongrong>. Because I am a fox! So don't rite or spel perfect.
Miscavige keeps a number of dogs, including five beagles. He had blue vests made up for each of them, with four stripes on the shoulder epaulets, indicating the rank of Sea Org Captain. He insists that people salute the dogs as they parade by. The dogs have a mini-treadmill where they work out.
Molly squeaked and clicked (the clicks were the hardest) something back, which she hoped was "Hello." What she actually said was "My teeth are green," but the porpoise was too polite to point that out.
When you join the Parachute Regiment they send you on training and initiation exercises. One of the tasks is to accept and care for a pet white rabbit. The young squaddie has to feed, brush, stroke and comfort his rabbit for a week, and become attached to it. Then he has to shoot it.
I'm not Meg tonight, I'm a 'doll'.
Careful, Quint. She goes from cute to carnivorous in 2.5 seconds.
Somebody needs to make Scooby a snack or something, 'cause this howling is freaking old!
Causing Dobby's eyes to leak with happiness again.
fisselig (German):
Flustered to the point of incompetence. A temporary state of inexactitude and sloppiness that is elicited by another person's nagging.
So, this is a rabbit, I thought. He sort of looks like Chester, only he's got longer ears and a shorter tail. And a motor in his nose.
Buff Bagwell ain't nothin' but a chippendale dancer!
The too-clever fox, finally caught.
I brug you two [gifts] ... I gots the little here in my pockie.' He dug one hand deep into his pocket and pulled out a handful of nuts and a dead grasshopper. 'Nope. Be the other side.' (Matt)
> Roo-ah-rooo-ahhh.
>What's that?
>It's the Cute Guy Alarm.
> It sounds like a bird.
Fluke me, Murdstone.
Accidentally consumed five biscuits when I wasn't paying attention. Those biscuits are wily fellows - they leap in like sugary ninjas
Oh, Pet. How you fascinate me.
Smeagol won't grub for roots and carrotses and - taters. What's taters,precious, eh, what's taters?"
"Po-ta-toes!" said Sam.
You were in the equipment shed with Corn Fritter?"
"Corndog," Will, Dr. Salter, and I say simultaneously.
Hi, Sam!"
"Hi, Tiggy."
"You okay?"
"Yes, Tiggy."
"Tiggy smash something for Sam?"
"No, Tiggy."
"Tiggy smash something for Sam."
He smashed one of the wooden sparring dummies.
"Thank you, Tiggy."
"Tiggy smash!" he bellowed and then proceeded to smash three more.
Why does a silly bird go on saying "chiff-chaff" all day long? Is it happiness or hiccups?