Thanks for joining me as we relive a golden era of storytelling from the early years of the Atomic Age.
I never was any good at this. — Ponyard Kipling
Gag Order
“Oh come on, who doesn’t love a whoopee cushion?” Yellow-faced Pocket Gopher choked out between laughs and tears. “I mean really? I can’t help myself, I just can’t. Don’t be mad, Goat, please?”
Table for One
“I shouldn’t have! Can I believe this? I am too much and too good to me! Far too good.” Olympic Marmot took in the enormous cake with lit candles. “Somebody would know that if had any friends. Yes, well, more cake for me.”
Good Deeds
Agile Kangaroo Rat knew he was in the lead of the crowd leaving the theater, now that the motion picture was over, and sprung for the door to hold it open. Only realizing too late, “It’s a trap.”
Fortune Telling
“I don’t know why y’all are so worried about the rain.” Virginia Opossum said wryly. “Pretty soon it won’t be near as far to the creek as it once was, and that’s a good thing.”
Marks
“I came.” Swift Fox looked down at the inscribed stone in the grass. “You probably don’t know it. You can’t hear me, you can’t see me. But I’m here anyhow. I think you always knew I would so… here I am.”
Take a Turn
House Shrew studied the table’s pieces carefully. “I’m not a political creature by my nature. To be honest, I believe in peace, harmony, and serenity. I also believe that sometimes one has to take matters unto themselves. So I plot, and I plan, and I move things along because I believe in my peace, my harmony, and most of all, my kind of harmony.”
Good Day Sir
“Biscuits should be ready.” Crested Porcupine got up from his rocker on the porch and headed in with his empty coffee cup. “Perfect timing.”
