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Dear OK Go,
Did you know you had teeny clones running around? You should check them out!
Love,
Teeny OK Go
Edit: By the way, last time I commented them, they had it where they have to approve it, so I'm guessing they will see it!
Dear OK Go,
Did you know you had teeny clones running around? You should check them out!
Love,
Teeny OK Go
Edit: By the way, last time I commented them, they had it where they have to approve it, so I'm guessing they will see it!
Ah, that's great, Treehouse! It's short and sweet and confusing. Some of the things Kulash digs most.
Owner of Little Damian:
"Cooking dinner can be kind of obnoxious when you have a Little Damian throwing spoons at you. But it's even more tedious now that Little Damian has a new toy. He and the Teenies like to rummage through my hall closet. (The same closet that hasn't seen the light of day in years.) They especially love to play with toys. Little Damian found a small brown and yellow striped Barbie doll cat in the closet. Now, he's driving the Teenies and me crazy with that cat! It makes purring sounds on it's own. It creeps out Tiny Tim. It eats all Runty Rusty's food (or so Little Damian says). And it likes to curl up on Diminutive Dan's drum set. Sure, it's just a toy, and we can try moving it ourselves. But Little Damian has given it a personality of it's own. When we least suspect it, that cat will turn up. When I cook dinner, Little Damian will stand there monitoring me. He keeps the cat in his arms, stroking it like some sort of movie villan. When I do something wrong, like put too much salt in the dish, Little Damian will point at me, then put the cat up to his ear and have a quick dicussion with the cat, before proceeding to whack me with a spoon!"
This is short and I am bored in class, I will make this better later I promise. A real Kitten is to come as well.
But it would be J.orge who approves it, not the boys directly.
oo, awesome, Tempe- I love the sentence about whacking with spoons!
haha ththats my favoorite part
^^Lol, Christy just posted this pic in another thread, but I think it should be used somehow. It almost looks like the Nord and the Kulash superglued themselves together
Tempe, I love you!! You called me Treehouse!! My life just might be complete now. Someone actually called me Treehouse. *A million hugs*
(And I'm glad you liked that idea
And your story! Was is my idea that inspried the barbie cat? I love it! Haha and I love this part: "It eats all Runty Rusty's food (or so Little Damian says)."
Well of course, but he if he sees it, he might check it out, and inform the boys.
(And back when I asked about being in their top * for your birthday, it was Milosh checking it then, but that was months ago. Either way, someone will have to approve the comment)
^^Lol, Christy just posted this pic in another thread, but I think it should be used somehow. It almost looks like the Nord and the Kulash superglued themselves together
Brilliant!!
Edit: Apologies for the lenghty post.
I am a lousy photoshopper. I'd love it if someone would like to take my individual pics from this and make it better. Anyway, I was sitting in a very dull class. It is a very bad idea for us to have internet access in lecture. Here are the results:
Any ideas for a better caption than the caution one I came up with?
All this talk of farms...
You know that painting of the old man and woman with the pitchfork? I started putting Damian and Tim in, but I had to stop because I was making it too photorealistic and instead of being funny, Damian looked like an actual woman and it was creepy. And so now I will have nightmares. I will have to redo it better, more funny, to get that image out of my head. Little did I know that Damian's face would lend itself so easily to creepiness.
I don't know if I'll have time to make more though. Tomorrow afternoon I'm going on vacation, and then when I come back, it's back to college and time to hit the books. I think this is the end of my photoshopping fun.
Tempe, will there be a superglue story, pleasy pleasy?
No!!! You're photoshopping is marvelous. But yeah, get used to a new school year first. Oh and enjoy your vacation!
Your wish is my command. At first, I was aiming for one short story, but Diminutive Dan and Runty Rusty were so cute that this story will be a two parter!
Owner of Little Damian:
"I just got back from the hardware store. I broke a dish and needed some superglue to repair it. I also needed to get some earplugs so that when the Teenies are up all night playing with their barnyard, I won't hear their constant giggles and the "moooos" that the Fisher Price barnyard toy makes. I got some caulk to repair the bathtub with, some washers and some screws, and a few lightbulbs. I also bought some vegetable seeds, potting soil, and a clay pot. Yes, sir, this weekend I'm going to be a real Miss Fix-It! Normally, I'd place these home-improvement treasures on the bottom shelf of the pantry, but with the Teenies around and the trouble they tend to make, I decided a safer place to stash the fix it supplies would be in the cabinet under the sink.
I got into my gardening clothes and took the clay pot, potting soil, and seeds outside to play with. I left the super glue and the broken dish on the table to take care of when I get back in the house. Sooner or later, Little Damian will be outside to criticize my gardening work and make suggestions, but for now, I was having fun preparing my mini-garden. The kitchen was quiet, or so I thought. Perhaps the Teenies were working on their own little projects. Little did I know the pantry door had swung open and Little Damian hopped out. "I'm getting something to drink, anybody want something while I'm up?" he said.
Diminutive Dan emerged, looking around. "She's not home yet? I heard all that noise though...Hey look screws."
"What?" Little Damian said.
Diminutive Dan motioned his head to the base of the sink.
Runty Rusty heard voices and decided to come out. "She must have come home and dropped those," Diminutive Dan said.
"Maybe they go in that cabinet under the sink," Runty Rusty suggested.
"Tim?" Little Damian called, "We're all out here, why don't you come join us.
"...Alrighty." He came out and stretched with a yawn. "My nap's done anyway. I can't get back to sleep but I want to finish my dream."
"Not the Chicken of the Sea mermaid dream again," they all said in unison.
Tiny Tim changed the subject, "What are we looking at?"
"The Big Person came back and left a mess." Little Damian said. Diminutive Dan started picking up the screws which were like large logs in his arms.
"So those go in here," Little Damian said as he opened the cabinet under the sink "Helloooo. What do we have here?" He climbed into the cabinet. They all followed him.
"Hey, look at all these washers and screws! They're kinda cool." Diminutive Dan marveled.
"Wow, I want one of those light bulbs!" Runty Rusty exclaimed.
"Why?" Little Damian asked.
"For my experiments."
"You and your electrical engineering."
Runty Rusty ignored Little Damian as he picked up a lightbulb and carried back to his house at the back of the pantry. When he retuned from the pantry, Little Damian wanted to play war. So Runty Rusty and Diminutive Dan got on one side of the kitchen, while Tiny Tim and Little Damian went to another side. Diminutive Dan and Runty Rusty hurled screws and washers at Little Damian and Tiny Tim like grenades. Meanwhile, Little Damian would aim the caulk at Runty Rusty or Diminutive Dan and Tiny Tim would leap onto the tube to squirt out the caulk."
"After awhile, Runty Rusty got bored and went to play with his newfound lightbulb. Diminutive Dan played somesort of hockey type game with the washers and screws. Meanwhile, Tiny Tim wanted a snack. Little Damian and him climbed onto the kitchen table for some fruit. Instead of fruit, they found the broken dish and a tube of Super Glue. "Hey, this stuff is neat!" Tiny Tim exclaimed.
"Why?"
"Dunno, but it comes in a tube."
"Yeah it does!" Little Damian said mischievously as he picked up the tube, aimed, and fired it at Tiny Tim. Tiny Tim turned to run but the glue hit his back.
"Ha ha, I got you, Tim!"
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah!" Little Damian squirted again, but this time Tiny Tim darted his hip out of the way.
"Look over there!" Tiny Tim exclaimed in horror.
"What?!" Little Damian asked with alarm, dropping the tube in the process. Tiny Tim snatched it up and squirted Little Damian in the shoulder. Little Damian turned to look at his shoulder, his back faced to Tiny Tim. Tiny Tim got him again in the back.
The sliding door came open. I had come into the house to use the bathroom and to wash my hands. Tiny Tim and Little Damian dropped the tube of Super Glue and ran to hide behind a wine bottle. They were in such a hurried panic, that they didn't look where they were going and suddenly smacked into each other from behind. Little Damian lost his balance and fell over on Tiny Tim. It was then that, I heard shouting coming from the kitchen. "What is going on here?" I said.
"Look what you've done, Yoda!" Little Damian shouted at Tiny Tim.
"Me? You were the one playing around with the Super Glue!"
I looked past them and saw that the kitchen was a mess. There were washers and caulk eveywhere. Some of the washers and screws were plasted into the caulk and sprawled on the walls. "How in the world did you manage this?" I asked in shock.
"Uhh, a little help here would be nice," Little Damian said.
"Forget it!" Tiny Tim suddenly whined. "It's too late! We're trapped forever like this."
"No way!" Little Damian turned toward me demandingly as usual, but his time he had Tiny Tim stuck to him. Tiny Tim wasn't expecting Little Damian to turn so suddenly. He tripped. Then Little Damian tripped. They looked like they were doing some sort of crazy jig until finally, they regained their balance.
"Alright, alright. I'll think of some way to free you two."
"You'd better cause I really have to go to the bathroom," Tiny Tim said.
I got some butter out of the fridge. No wait, that's for when a ring is stuck on your finger. I reached for some peanut butter. "Making sandwiches?" Runty Rusty suddenly said.
"You startled me! But am I glad to see you. We need your help. Look what those two did!"
"Oh, man! Dan, get out a camera!"
"Don't you dare!" Little Damian warned Runty Rusty.
Runty Rusty sighed disappointedly turning to me, "Get some Q-tips and some acetone."
"Where do I get that?" I asked.
"It's commonly known as nail polish remover," he said in a rather bored tone.
"How do you know that'll work?" Diminutive Dan asked slightly worried.
"Lucky for you guys, I just read about this recently," Runty Rusty said proudly.
"Stop reading and start helping," Little Damian shouted.
Tiny Tim started to laugh, "Hey Damian, I'm stuck on you. Remember that movie?"
"Tim, I love you, but I just can't spend my life glued to you!" Little Damian was getting slightly hysterical.
Diminutive Dan, Runty Rusty, and I scrubbed furiously at Tiny Tim and Little Damian with acetone soaked Q-tips. Tiny Tim laughing the whole time, "That tickles!"
Finally they loosened free.
"I'm me again!" Little Damian shouted. He reached out to hug Runty Rusty. "Ah no you don't." Runty Rusty said. "Not with that Super Glue soaked shirt of yours."
I think they all learned a valuable lesson, I thought to myself.
Little Damian giggled, "Hey, I think I'll keep this shirt like this. It may come in handy. Nobody wash it,"
But on the other hand, did they really learn a valuable lesson? Probably not.