Sooner or later, Elmer is going to get lucky…
See, I was originally going to go with this picture…
But I am trying to be more mature.
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Well I’m pretty sure you have just inadvertently scarred my son from ever enjoying an Elmer Fudd cartoon again.
There I am scrolling through my reader whilst the kid is playing with his train track on the floor beneath me, and what catches his eye? Yes you guessed it this lovely photo-shopped pic you have created (the first one, let me be clear)
So how was I to know that when I clicked on the post to read more, there would be a picture of Elmer blowing poor Bugs’ guts right out of his body.
“Wha- what is happening there Mama” The 4 year old boy asks me immediately after seeing the catastrophe for himself.
I tell him that it’s just pretend, and make a mental note to never again open one of your posts in front of my children.
I should have known better!
LOL 😉
I am so sorry. You know I love kids… That being said, I am taking the PG rating off the table this week… I will put an appropriate warning up… sorry… you can make him feel better by getting him a copy of my kid’s book as soon as it is finished… there… shameless plug mixed with true remorse… where else can you get that?
Kill the wabbit …
Precisely.
Like the second pic better…LMAO.
I do what I can… thanks.
Marvin! Nooooooooooo!
Fudd got some contact lenses…
Maturity is overrated!
I wouldn’t know…
I could also have gone with:
I know you are, but what am I?
I’m rubber, you’re glue, whatever you say bounces off me and sticks to you. Neener, neener!
I can’t hear you because I have my fingers in my ears and I am saying La la la la la la … wait… I have my fingers in my eyes… so I can’t read you…
You, um, could just close your eyes, or look away, you know?
Anyway, since you’ve got your fingers in your eyes I guess I won’t waste my time mooning you.
My eyes hurt already… ha
You showed … um… told me!
Your words are blurry… are you drunk?
Not yet.
Another good American answer.
Just doing my part. 😉
There are too few of us left.
Oh my god. My kids were looking over my shoulder when these photos came up. You have ruined their childhood too. You monster.
You might want to keep them out of the room for the next two… or five…
You monster!
Seriously… tell me you are just messing with me.
Wait… did I really… because that would be horrible, and I would have to get their pictures sent to me and Photoshop them into cute pictures with fairies and unicorns for a week.
No I’m just kidding. But it could have happened! Of course, if it had, they would have just laughed.
Well you say that now…
Now we’re talking! The Fudd!! Trying and doing btw are not the same thing! lol
True enough.
First shot is more PG!
At least…