Posts tagged ‘cute’

Easter presents…

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This easter rabbit can count the eggs hidden behind the house, sitting on the front porch.

Now take this trashbag, and haul this year’s sodded easter crap off…

Fiendish Easter I
Fiendish Easter II
Fiendish Easter III
Fiendish Easter IV
Fiendish Easter V

Yes, yes this was the index for this year’s Easter.
A.

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Fiendish Easter III

BunnydoorThis door ornament is, I have to admit, cute.
At first glance.

Once you realise this cute thing is nothing but a disembodied head it turns psychotically evil. What kind of sociopath mounts a cute bunny head on their door? Isn’t this like mounting the head of a pretty supermodel on your door?
It would not be inviting.
That kind of nightmare fuel you find in creepypastas, police reports of pschotic murders or ISIS propaganda.  “Hey, it’s easter, let’s behead a rabbit and post the head as a warningwelcome on our door! Christ would be soooo proud…”

Perhaps the rabbit drew a caricature of the prophet…

Athena & Odin

A cold and stormy winter night had fallen onto the forest where Athena the barn owl lives. She wanted to get to town, the little boy could hardly fall asleep without her cuddling him.
But snowfall was dense, she could not see where to go! The roads and sidewalks were covered under a thick blanket of snow as well. Her friends Teddy the bear and Otto Ferdinand the frog, were fast asleep in their cosy beds.
Desperate she flew around the edge of the forest, how could she get to the little boy? A hoot, much like her own, startled her. “He-hello?” She hooted back.
“Hello.” Barely visible against the snow a white owl perched on a branch not far. Curious she sat down next to him. “I’m Athena, the barn owl. I need to find my way to the little boy, he can’t sleep without me by his side!”
“I’m Odin, the snow owl. I can show you the way, in this weather I can find it easily.” He hooted with a smile in his eyes.
Athena flew right behind him, through gusts of wind, filled with flakes of snow. Over hilltops, streets and cops of trees, covered thickly with snow. She had to keep her eyes on Odin’s darker feathers, or else she might have lost him white against white.
“Here!” He hooted at a windowsill, eagerly small hands reached out. “We have arrived.”
Both he and Athena were grabbed, and held tightly against a tiny chest, with care and love until there was nothing but a night’s well deserved rest.

Generations (Baby)

After todays rather unfunny blurb, let me bring you a meeting of generations.

The one on the left is my son’s favorite cuddle toy, “Athene” (Athena in english) and the one on the right was my favorite back in the day, “Nagel Teddy”. (Named after the woman that gave it to me: Mrs. Nagel, a friend of my mom)

🙂

Generations

When I got him his brown fur was very dark, his belly was bright white, his nose was straight…and Athene has been through some changes too already.
The scars of love…

R.V. (Baby)

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As I maybe told you folks before I won’t post any picture of my id in the net, as he can’t say that he either wants or doesn’t want them online, I keep them offline. My wife too.

Except for this one, because this isn’t as traceable. And it is cute as hell (and the LockScreen Background on my Cell).

Hope you have a nice time, while I adapt to life with the Baby in the house (sleep? SLEEP? What the frack is SLEEP???).

Kind regards
A.