My momma say to clamber up the nearest tree when there's danger... me no likey this tree.
Created for Illustration Friday's word of the week "Totem."
My momma say to clamber up the nearest tree when there's danger... me no likey this tree.
His poppa was a Cowboy his mamma was an Indian. He's a hybrid known as a Cowndian and is usually at odds with himself.
If this image doesn't bring liquid to your eye, then you may not have a soul. And you should probably go to the soul store and get an XL.
What an odd find. Was it from the future? Was it from the past? Is it dangerous? Should children play with it?
I recently read about a culture that when they said farewell to their dearly departed, would place blue stones around the body to protect it from evil spirits. Blue stones are much cooler than they used to be.
Do you think The dog Whisperer could train my dog to find golfballs?
His favorite food is moth.
He's a night person.
He can barely see but can hear incredibly well.
Eggs don't bounce.
Humpty D. was a good egg but still, he was an egg. A very perplexing situation for all involved.
Swim? All day everyday... can't get enough.
"Where in the heckity heck are my eyeglasses" said the farmer in the Dell as he stumbled and bumbled about.
I'll take the reality shows of yesterday over anything that The Donald, The Cardassians or weirdos trying to survive on an island have to offer today.
She was the best weaver in the territory. She shared her talent with the local rabbits by weaving a tiny rabbit sized blankets from a rabbit sized loom.
"Those National Geographic photographers smell funky," he said in a whisper.
If wooly mammoths were made of wool.
And you could train them to hold still while you sheared them.
And they could grow their wool back quickly.
A lot of baby seals would have been saved.
Nothing like a good storm to test a theory on. It would have been more comfortable with rubber gloves.
He is the best bird dog in the world.
He was born without back legs.
His master made a back end for him from a wheel.
His name is Trypawed.
If you decide to mess with Morgan The Snow Princess of the Highlands, well, you'll be messing with her posse.
To explore or not to explore? That is the question.
He's known as "The Tongue." He was licked by a radioactive chameleon when just a boy. He can stretch his tongue 1 1/2 times his body length. Too bad he uses his mutant super power to steal designer purses.
I know a guy (let's call him "Wayne" for the sake of the story) who is sort of an artist when it comes to his hair. For instance one time he might shave only half of his whiskers. Then another time, when it feels right, he might give himself a Monk cut. Yep he's always trying something different than the next guy. So if you run into a guy named "Wayne" that is sporting a curious hairdo, say hi... he may just become your best friend.
Chad Hall is quite the photographer. He uses a moose suit and a ZOOM lens to get ridiculously close to wildlife.
Would Chuck Norris be shy without his toupee? Why don't a you ask him and then let me know how that roundhouse kick to the face felt?
I've seen scary trick or treaters but none could compare to little Belle Bumgardner. Yep the image of that goat's head tied to hers will pretty much haunt me forever.
Get a magic broom in your hands and the sky's the limit.
Insane!
Wow, I have missed seeing your work! This is awesome. :D
KH it's been a while to be sure. My summer kinda got in the way. Thanks for your comment:)