to a new round of Angel Sammys and Teddys Pawethaton in Pigtures… this week the ginger boys picked this one:
…and here we go:
Once as the mama was a little kid
she actually thought she would really fit
to a fun fair crew what travels along
like da gypsies in that famous Cher- song
She saw a sign what hung on a bus:
we need a YOUNG MAN who will travel with us.
The mama was no man butt she asked anyway
and what the funfair guy said that made her sway:
You sure can get hired , girls are the best
come back when you have airbags around your chest.
The mama agreed butt she was very sad
and she howled da airbaglessness-woes to her grand dad.
She thought that airbags are a must
if you jump from da roller coaster in da dust
Butt her grampy laughed and said: Silly brat,
I think you better talk in some years about that…
…well that was very NATIVE of da mama, huh?
…. doofus, the word for that is GNAW-EVE…… and she sure was that… butt the worst is that “some years” are already gone and by now she still waits for that airbags…
… maybe she can get those from the Elephant Skate to be well pawtected?… uuuh boy… I give up….
Weimaraner /Braque de Weimar, born in 2009, male & fabulous
From: Britanny / France
Likes: Plushtoy-Shredding, Spikebones,long distance Walks, everyday a Gift, Chicken, Shoes, Underwear, my squeekie Pig & my whole Life
Dislikes: Water, Cats, Beaf, Cats, cleaning my Ears, Cats, the Vet, Cats, Snow & CATS!
Profession: Student of psychological War-technics & Terrorism, after my Masterdegree i become to rule the world or maybe to be the owner of toys r us. actually i'm not sure...
Status: Single
Pets: Hell, NO! i prefer a petfree home. but owner of two slaves for my comfy
Misc.: Greencardowner for Masterbed, Master of Beggin, Prince of Thiefs
We decided to leave Easy's datas as they were... although we lost him in november 2016, he is still with us.... and his little brothers Phenny and Nelly promised to write on not as Easy the weim, but as easy Weimaraner...
About us:
Mr. Phoenix, born 9/9/2016 a virgo and always clever&smart...Neilson, born 7/28/2017 a leo who thinks he is clever&smart...
Hari OM
BOL…. cough splutter… yes well – I have the entire opposite concern. I could float the entire navy such are the airbags here!!! Hugs and wags, YAM-aunty xxx
HAHAHA……..now that’s a GREAT poem! Airbags are highly overrated – they serve a purpose indeed but can be more trouble than they’re worth (so says my Mom). I think a lot of kids wish they could run away with the circus or the carnival when it comes to town but I bet it gets tiring living out of a trailer on the road! You boys enjoy your Thursday finding something fun to get into…..I just know you can!
Mol mol mol Da Boyz that was hilarious….we read it out loud at breakfast dad giggled.
Air bags and i Scream cemetery we think you mama has quite the well equipped chassis.
Hugs Madi your bfffff
The problem with getting airbags when you are older is that they look more like those long skinny balloons that they twist into animals. Oh yeah, they also point to the ground! 🙂
You could have been a carnival midway barker! Believe me, those “big airbags” are not all they are cracked up to be. They do eventually run out of air and just hang around looking at your feet. Bahahaha!
Oh boys, it’s not nice to make fun of mommy’s without airbags. Mommy waited fur some fur a long time. They furinally showed up when her behind and waist started spreadin’ too. MOL big hugs
You mean knockers for air bags. Mom says just wait your air bags will grow and grow. Then they sag and sag until you can throw them over your shoulder and continue with your day.
BOL!! OMD, Ma is waiting for her AireBags too! BOL!!! Maybe your Moms and my Ma’s AireBags got lost in the Post! They do seem to lose lots of stuffs. (at least here in the States!) Lets me know if your MOms gets hers….that’ll give my Ma some hope ☺
Kisses,
Ruby ♥
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Hari OM
BOL…. cough splutter… yes well – I have the entire opposite concern. I could float the entire navy such are the airbags here!!! Hugs and wags, YAM-aunty xxx
BOL! You two are such fun! You kind of look like twins!
HAHAHA……..now that’s a GREAT poem! Airbags are highly overrated – they serve a purpose indeed but can be more trouble than they’re worth (so says my Mom). I think a lot of kids wish they could run away with the circus or the carnival when it comes to town but I bet it gets tiring living out of a trailer on the road! You boys enjoy your Thursday finding something fun to get into…..I just know you can!
Hugs, Teddy
Your mom doesn’t need to run off to join the circus, she has one at home with you guys!
Mol mol mol Da Boyz that was hilarious….we read it out loud at breakfast dad giggled.
Air bags and i Scream cemetery we think you mama has quite the well equipped chassis.
Hugs Madi your bfffff
That was pretty fun boys, you two done good!
You boys make us laugh so hard☺
The problem with getting airbags when you are older is that they look more like those long skinny balloons that they twist into animals. Oh yeah, they also point to the ground! 🙂
You boys sure know how to put a smile on our faces. Both your poem and your conversation have us laughing.
I have some “airbags” the Momma can have. I think Kate Crimmins says it all. Airbags are overrated.
Didn’t get to go to that circus but now she has a flea circus.
You could have been a carnival midway barker! Believe me, those “big airbags” are not all they are cracked up to be. They do eventually run out of air and just hang around looking at your feet. Bahahaha!
The problem with airbags is that when you get older, they deploy and then just hang there limply from the steering column….
it is because of that force of gravity, right?
Well Phenny I asked Gail about the airbag business and she replied she’s still waiting too.
Toodle pip!
Bertie.
This is a serious case of childhood trauma! It could have led to a pair of airbags growing inwards!!!! MOL!!!
I think all human want to join the circus at some point. Your Grandfather gave some good advice. That was a great poem. I don’t know if you saw the story about Angel Easy’s DIY boat project that leads to an adventure. You can read it here http://foleymonsterandpocket.blogspot.com/2018/06/easy-moses-bisket-and-pintus-help-foley.html
GRATE poe-em Phenny an Neilson!!! Poor Lady Katty…..airbagss are not all THAT good….LadyMum told mee so.
**nose bumpsss** Siddhartha Henry xXXx
Airbags, so funny. But was was funnier was Cher’s hair, and her blue eye shadow, and her earrings!
yes… I noticed the hair-thing too… I bet she needed hours to bring it back to the smooth and shiny cher-hair….
And I bet that’s how she was wearing it when this video was made!
Airbags around the chest – BOLOLOL
Woos – Lightning, Misty and Timber
haha! Airbags!! Yam Aunty’s comment made mom laugh as she has the same problem!
ha ha
hugs
Hazel & Mabel
Oh boys, it’s not nice to make fun of mommy’s without airbags. Mommy waited fur some fur a long time. They furinally showed up when her behind and waist started spreadin’ too. MOL big hugs
Luv ya’
Dezi and Raena
I think the circus would be great training for anybody who lives at your house, P and N.
Love and licks,
Cupcake
You mean knockers for air bags. Mom says just wait your air bags will grow and grow. Then they sag and sag until you can throw them over your shoulder and continue with your day.
Shoko
I loved the same song loved by da mama! She has her own circus now
I’m still waiting for my airbags too!!!
BOL!! Pawsome poem today!
xoxo,
Rosy, Jakey & Arty
BOL!! OMD, Ma is waiting for her AireBags too! BOL!!! Maybe your Moms and my Ma’s AireBags got lost in the Post! They do seem to lose lots of stuffs. (at least here in the States!) Lets me know if your MOms gets hers….that’ll give my Ma some hope ☺
Kisses,
Ruby ♥
LOL! Air Bags!!! Laughing at Kate’s comment! Love your poem. Your Mom is too funny… love her!
Pawetry with a story! That was fun!
Woofs,
Tommy
Tell your mama she’s lucky…airbags don’t hold up with gravity. 😇
Your Mom’s childhood stories are the best!!
I was awakened from a great nap…when all of a sudden I heard a loud laugh, OMD! Even pawppy was startled! Airbags…BOL, BOL!