Saturday, February 26, 2011

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Excuse me, miss?

You wouldn't happen to have seen a castle around here?

Miss C. helped me get ready for the royal ball tonight, and just before I left in my pumpkin coach she mentioned that I'd find the castle by the window. Only now I can't seem to find it anywhere.

How can I go to the royal ball if I can't find the castle?

Sunday, February 20, 2011

Friday, February 18, 2011

What happened to me?

Miss C. keeps telling me I'm Disneyland Castle. But if I am, where's Main Street U.S.A. and Fantasyland? And why can't I hear Snow White singing in her grotto?

Something is very wrong. Very, very wrong.

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Monday, February 14, 2011

What do you think you're doing in here?

You'd better go find your match before Miss C. comes back. You know she doesn't let anyone in the box without a match.

This isn't a singles joint. Beat it before Miss C. finds you and kicks you out.

Saturday, February 12, 2011

My name is Cookie Monster.

It's not Apple Monster or Healthy Snack Monster.

Get it right people! I've got an image to uphold.

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Crayon overboard!

Quick! Somebody throw that little guy a life preserver!

This place is a veritable black hole. If we don't get him back into the box, he'll be lost forever!

Sunday, February 6, 2011

Neener neener.

Master W. picked me today. Not you.

Eat your heart out, tiny cars!

Friday, February 4, 2011

Everything is 40 inches.

Her leg. Her arm. His head. His height.

The result is always the same when Miss C. is in charge.