I've seen him before, just a hollow shell full of evil words. I've heard that they threw him out of the parallel world because they couldn't stand him anymore. Now he's drifting without nowhere to be. Oh, Loola, why do you always have to be that unfriendly really? Why not try to be sweet and loveable?? We would all love you then!! Much easier isn't it??
I'm as heartful as ever, Plumpy, but do not the Barloffs reside in Bugosiland? Are we not all one big populace, we who populate the population of Bugosiland? Is loolabag not a threat to us all? A MINOR THREAT, most assuredly, one who will soon find himself shredded, scattered and smothered (that's a U.S. joke about fast food potatoes). One who will soon find himself horribly humped, thoroughly thumped, smeared with old leftover makeup from our beloved, disappeared Gawldarn, and hung out to dry on the clothesline of all Bugosilanders' public opinion!
(Hello you miserable mutt!)
P-Skewed, I thought you were the defender of the Barloffs, not the Bugosis. Have you had a change of heart? Or have you only just recently acquired a heart?
WOOF!.....I will begin, start, end, middle and finish the fraternal fight against the bagoosi bumpkin!.......WE WILL DEFEND OUR TADPOLES BY ATTACKING THE INTERLOPER!........
(Hello Squirty!).......
I'm sure Dogdaze would not want to be "starters" (appetizers in the UK)! We must band together and plan a multi-fronted attack. You know...attack from many fronts, or all our fronts attacking the many fronts of the loola beastie...or the backside, too, also, perhaps...whichever is the softest.
Oh, loolabag, you have not yet begun to hear from the defenders of Bugosiland. You're up against a *lot more* than sticks and feathered wings. We have ways of bringing about your demise, ways you'll never dream of until it's tooooo late. TOO LATE FOR YOU, you slimy, despicable interloper.
Bring - - - - it - - - - on!
[Here's a hint, slimebucket..........here Dogdaze, here boy! WOOF! WOOF!]
And if you somehow survive Dogdaze, well, he's just for starters.
You can all peck my eyes out with your two big sticks, while walking softly and beating your wings, in a pastoral scene of happiness........but VICTORY SHALL BE MINE!........(For Boonga-Boonga needs tadpooles!).......
I return to find this lovely pastoral scene. Is it not true that happiness keeps the evil one away? Loola you should know I carry two big sticks and walk softly.
Thank you, crow-of-the-craft........I fear him not, for he utters mere empty words!.....
Good link, number-six-at-the-racetrack!......
winged-messenger......My telescope has been put away......
Now...who in the family has kept this from you? Seek them out. Why did they hoodwink you and what do they know. Ply them with tadpole wine and plot your plottings.
While perusing the finer details of this photo, I happened to zoom in on the park bench, upper left background, as I thought I could see two figures sitting there........WITH A GIANT ICE-CREAM!!........Upon further investigative investigation I found that this photo was taken shortly after the daring ice-cream raid in Little Bonga.......We were being watched all the time by the notorious Torius sisters, 'Ma' Victoria and 'Auntie' Knotty !!.......
Mr.Squirt....as I said, it is a trick of the light......
Mike's-2nd.-wife........we shall be printing some postcards with views of Bonga-Bonga.....
As for the ballet-omelette.......frogs and eggs don't go together well.....
was-shining......I imagine Back-in-Bermuda has plenty of things to do for now......
I would prefer ballet for omelet!! Your description of these green legs made me think about Errol Flynn as Robin Hood. Just a bit ridiculous AND hilarious to imagine he and his merry men perform a ballet!! Why didn't they??
Oh shiny month! You gave me quite a start when you said the words "made a frog ballet" which my dyslexia turned into "made a frog omelet." I recoiled! I thought, "Yuck!" I was disgusted, but only for a minute, while my eyebulbs returned the word to "ballet." (I know, I should have thought better of you, and I do, but these weird things happen to me. Sorry.)
And at least that's NOT a frog jumping OUT of lelabug's arse. Whatever its angle of approach might imply, I refuse to consider!
Don't worry about the tent in your shorts, lelabug. Most of the photos of me, starting when I was 10 or 11, look like that.
Hellooee everyone!..........(I'm up late with my lappytoppy!)....
Thank you cup-of-tea.......The boys keep me young at heart!.....
I must say it's nice to have tea and cakes here.......
Well...it's a trick of the light anyway.......(though when I was posing for the artist, a frog did jump into my shorts.........they have very long tongues.....)
What a splendid fountain, and a fitting tribute to a worthy family of benefactors! You all look fit and fabulous and frolicsome--granny in particular seems quite thrilled to be in the pristine pool--or maybe she's just a little chilly.....
We shall have to consider a frog ballet.......
These statues are sprinkled every hour of every day with water from the Bugosi Pond Of Happiness - pond water at its finest.....
that just made me think, has anyone ever made a frog ballet, wouldn't it be wonderful, all the leaping and entrechatting about in those green tights. Almost worth the effort of putting on fancy duds and attending the performance
Here we see the life-like statues which adorn the Bugosi Pond Of Happiness, which is dedicated to the family......
The pond is situated in the Bugosi Circular Square (not to be confused with the Bugosi Triangular Square), and here visitors bathe with the Goliath frogs in a relaxing atmosphere - the only sounds to be heard consisting of the gentle splash of the fountain, the random fluttering of uncle Bluebottle's
wings, and the hearty croaking of the frogs as they leap about in gay abandon.....
I display these photos, not out of vanity or pride of our advanced society, but simply because pd-whateveritis has lately taken to showing aerial maps of our landmarks, and I imagine many, or a few, or both, or maybe one of you may be interested to see the places themselves......
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