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Post by Shadow Dearly on Aug 14, 2010 10:50:16 GMT -5
I LOL'd at this set Flo XD
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Post by Belchic on Aug 14, 2010 11:25:09 GMT -5
Looks like Flo's got a new running gag!  |
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Post by Flowgli on Aug 24, 2010 19:58:41 GMT -5
Wow! There have been a lot of new sets of screenshot captions after The Huntsman had posted screenshots of a couple more episodes. Because of that, I'm going to post a new set in my thread right now. ***  Lucky: Man, I hate to hear what Mother has to say about Dad's secret in this suitcase! I'm out of here! *runs off* ---  Perdita: Listen, Pongo, your secret in that suitcase is just plain disturbing. I just don't think I can handle something like that. It really hurts me to say this, but... Pongo: But what, Perdita? Perdita: *sighs* You have too much baggage! *audience groans* Jerry Springer *off screen*: I'm sorry, Pongo, but it's time to pack up and go.  Pongo: Go where? I'm not going anywhere! I live here! You brought an audience here in my own home! It's time for you, Jerry Springer, to pack up and leave this farm! ---  Lucky: Look! Up in the sky! It's a bird! Rolly: It's a plane! Cadpig: No, it's just Nanny! Nanny: AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!! *crashes into the stop light* Cadpig: See? Just Nanny. Told you so. ---  Roger: Hey, this furniture is brand new! Stay off it. You'll get fleas all over it. ---  Perdita: Pongo, I know this problem has already been solved, but I couldn't help but think about Cadpig being able to carry Lucky and me being able to carry you. Pongo: Yeah? What's that got to do with anything? Perdita: Well, you see, Cadpig is lighter than Lucky, and I am lighter than you. So, before Lucky became a giant from Clayton's growth ray, why can't he try to carry me? Pongo: *groans* Perdita, Perdita, Perdita! Come on! I thought you got over it! I even thought that you have learned your lesson, and started to treat Lucky better! Perdita: I have, Pongo. I'm just asking. Cadpig has the strength to carry Lucky, and she's lighter than him. And I have the strength to carry you, and I'm lighter than you. So, why can't Lucky carry me when he's lighter than me? Pongo: Perdita, there's a good explanation for all this. Cadpig and Lucky are both puppies! Even though Cadpig is lighter than Lucky, and she's able to carry him, there's very little difference in size and weight between them. You and I are both adult dogs! Even though you are lighter than me, and you're able to carry me, there's very little difference in size and weight between us. Now, about you and Lucky, there's a very, very BIG difference in size and weight between you two. You are an adult dog. Lucky is a puppy. If Lucky tries to carry you now, there are gonna be problems! And don't you dare start complaining that I'm calling you fat, because I'm not! Perdita: Okay! Okay, I get the message. Please, just calm down. And next time one of our pups said that I'm bigger and heavier than them, I won't take it as an insult and think that they're saying I'm fat. I promise. Pongo: Thank you! ---  Thunderbolt: This stinks! When they say I got the role as a king in this movie, I didn't think of standing taller than the Big Ben!  It would be nice if my role as a king lives in a castle wearing a crown and a cloak... ...but no! Now, the type of king I'm stuck playing the role of is sort of like King Kong!---  Patch: Oh, that Beau is gonna be brown bread if he comes here and lays a paw on Priscilla! I will not let him take her away from me!  Lucky: Grrr, Mooch better watch out, because I'm ready to take him down! Two-Tone loves me more than she loves him! ---  Perdita: Pongo, you know your ears in this shot are white, don't you? *pause for five seconds* Pongo: Yep!  Pongo: Um, Perdita, your ears are black in this shot. You know that, right? Perdita: Sure, I do! At least I figured out the color mistake in my ears faster than you figured out that mistake in yours! ---  Perdita: Pongo, in this shot, I look like I'm bigger than you. *Pongo is still asleep* Perdita: And you don't care, do you? Oh, well. *goes back to sleep* |
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Post by Paws on Aug 24, 2010 20:16:05 GMT -5
Nice new ones!
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Post by babclayman on Aug 25, 2010 4:22:21 GMT -5
Thunderbolt playing, King Kong!? o.o
That I would like to see. X3
Still, I like how you're able to place stories within your captions. X3
Still, Awesome work, Flo. X3
Looking forward for more. *Hugs* X3
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Post by Ace Jones on Aug 25, 2010 15:39:17 GMT -5
I agree with babclayman about thunderbolt being king kong i'd like to see that too.And maybe see lil lightning as godzilla.
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Post by Belchic on Aug 25, 2010 16:08:26 GMT -5
I do like these a lot! Looking forward to your next set!
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Post by babclayman on Aug 25, 2010 16:14:12 GMT -5
Actually, I have a name for, Lil Lightning, when Giant. X3
Large Lightning! X3
I did an RP with, Top Lightning fan, here, Corgi, once. X3
It's in the, "IM RP" Section on here. X3
Still, Awesome work, Flo. X3
Looking forward for more. *Hugs* X3
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Post by Flowgli on Aug 25, 2010 16:38:28 GMT -5
 Pongo: Hello, kids! I'm here to do a rap on our multiplication tables, and I need you all to rap along. I have Rolly, one of my sons, right here to help me out.  Rolly: Hey, everybody! Pongo: So, Rolly, while I play the music from the CD, you'll play the drums. You ready? Rolly: I'm ready to go, Dad. Pongo: All right! And kids, are you ready? Kids *off screen*: YEAH! Pongo: All right, let's go! I'm turning on the music. *CD begins playing music, Rolly begins playing the drums, and Pongo and the children begin rapping* Pongo: One times one is--Kids: One!Pongo: One times two is--Kids: Two!Pongo: Got that?
One times three is--Kids: Three!Pongo: One times four is--Kids: Four!Pongo: Now, you rap! Come on, let's go!
One times Five is--Kids: Five!Pongo: One times six is--Kids: Six!Pongo: One times seven is--Kids: Seven!Pongo: All together!
One times eight is--Kids: Eight!Pongo: You got it!
One times nine is--Kids: Nine!Pongo: One times ten is--Kids: Ten!Pongo: One times eleven is--Kids: Eleven!Pongo: And one times twelve is--Kids: Twelve!Pongo: All right! Let's do it!Pongo and kids: Rap the facts!Pongo: One more time!Kids: RAP THE FACTS! |
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Post by Flowgli on Aug 27, 2010 20:06:31 GMT -5
 Announcer *off screen*: Hi, everyone! It's time for Ask Cadpig!Cadpig: Thaaaaaaat's me! I'm Cadpig, and I'm back to answer more of your letters. Our first letter comes from Loretta Crawford from Evanston, Illinois. Loretta writes: " Dear Cadpig--" Thaaaaaaat's me! " Dear Cadpig,
I was just looking at the cutest, tiniest human being ever. It wears diapers, drinks from a bottle, cries, crawls, takes long naps, and doesn't use real words when it talks. I don't think I ever saw one of these before. Cadpig, what could it be?" Loretta, honey, I think I have the perfect answer to your question...  IT'S A STINKIN' BABY! A BABY, YOU OLD HAG WITH NO BRAIN! WHO IS REALLY STUPID ENOUGH TO WRITE ME A LETTER, NOT KNOWING WHAT A BABY IS? I MEAN, YOUR LETTER JUST PROVES THAT THE BABY YOU'VE BEEN LOOKING AT IS A WHOLE LOT SMARTER THAN YOU! "I'M LORETTA, AND I JUST SAW A CUTE LITTLE HUMAN BEING WHO CRAWLS AND WEAR DIAPERS, AND BLAH-DY, BLAH-DY, BLAH!" HEY, LORETTA, MAYBE YOU'VE FORGOTTEN THAT YOU WERE A BABY YOURSELF MANY YEARS AGO! AND MAYBE BACK THEN, YOU NEVER HAD A BRAIN AT ALL! AND YOU'LL PROBABLY NEVER GET ONE UNTIL THAT BABY GROWS TO THE AGE YOU'RE AT NOW, BUT YOU'LL PROBABLY BE DEAD BY THEN! MAN!*breathes heavily as audience laughs* Cadpig: Our next letter comes from Alex Blake from Kansas City, Missouri. Alex writes: " Dear Cadpig--" Thaaaaaaat's me! " Dear Cadpig,
My favorite food for breakfast is cereal. I like to eat a different kind of cereal every morning, and so does my little sister. But everytime we eat cereal, I always eat mine dry, and my sister doesn't. I don't like my cereal dry, because it just doesn't taste right when I eat it that way. Oh, Cadpig, what should I do?" Hmm, tough one, but I think it would help if you would... GET SOME STINKIN' MILK! JUST POUR SOME MILK IN YOUR CEREAL, YOU EMPTY-HEADED DRY CEREAL EATER, AND MAYBE YOUR CEREAL WON'T BE DRY FOR YOU ANYMORE! GOT MILK?! BECAUSE IF YOUR LITTLE SISTER USED UP THE LAST OF IT ON HER CEREAL TODAY, THEN YOU CAN JUST GO TO EVANSTON, ILLINOIS AND ASK LORETTA CRAWFORD IF YOU COULD GET SOME FROM A BOTTLE FROM A CUTE, TINY HUMAN BEING THAT SHE DOESN'T KNOW IS A STINKIN' BABY! MAN!*breathes heavily as audience laughs*  Perdita: Cadpig? Cadpig! Cadpig: Oh, my God! My mother is here! Perdita: Hello, Cadpig. I'm only here because I just wanted to tell you that I am concerned about the way you've been giving advice. Cadpig: You are? Why? What do you mean? Perdita: Well, you have been very harsh with people, you know? These people write to you, look up to you, and they just wanted help. But the way you answer their letters, you've shouted at them, mocked them, and called them names. You need to be understanding and patient. Cadpig: Yeah, I guess you're right. Say, Mother, why don't you answer our last letter of the day? Perdita: Oh, I'd love to. This one is from Tina Mills from New Orleans, Louisiana. Tina writes: " Dear Cadpig--" Thaaaaaaat's you! " Dear Cadpig,
My friends and I like to play tag on the road. But most of the time when we play our game out there, we hear a car coming right at us! As soon as we see it, we all just froze with fear and stared at it, hoping that it will either stop or turn around. But it just keeps coming closer to us! Oh, what should me and my friends do?" Well, Tina, I do have some advice for you and your friends...  GET OFF THE STINKIN' ROAD! FOR CRYING OUT LOUD, JUST GET YOURSELF AND YOUR FRIENDS OFF THE ROAD BEFORE THAT CAR RUNS OVER YOUR STINKIN' BRAINS! I MEAN, I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHY YOU WANTED TO PLAY AROUND IN THE MIDDLE OF A ROAD IN THE FIRST PLACE!Cadpig: Mother! Please, calm down! Perdita: YOU CALM DOWN YOURLSELF, LITTLE MISS PERFECT! WHO WOULD WRITE STUPID STUFF LIKE THIS TO YOU?! *rereads letter quickly* "MY FRIENDS AND I LIKE TO PLAY TAG ON THE ROAD, AND WE JUST FROZE WITH FEAR WHEN WE SEE A CAR COMING RIGHT AT US, AND BLAH-DY, BLAH-DY, BLAH-DY, BLAH!"Cadpig: Now, Mother, you said that we should be understanding and patient! Perdita: UNDERSTANDING, MY BUTT! *to the camera* HEY, TINA, YOU AND YOUR DUMB FRIENDS SHOULDN'T BE PLAYING ON THE ROAD! THE ROAD IS FOR CARS, TRUCKS, VANS, AND MOTORCYCLES ONLY! AND IF YOU NUMBSKULLS MUST PLAY A GAME OF TAG, PLAY IT ON EITHER ONE OF YOUR BACKYARDS, OR GO TO A STINKIN' PLAYGROUND! MAN!*breathes heavily as audience laughs* Cadpig: Mother, get a hold of yourself! Perdita: Well, you're right, honey. I'm sorry. Sometimes, I just lose control when I don't have a nap, but I'm fine now. *to the camera* Tina, that was a wonderful letter. Thank you, dear. Cadpig: Mother, I can bring you back next time if you want to answer more letters. Perdita: Oh, no, Cadpig. I better not. Cadpig: I understand. *to the camera* Well, that's all the advice my mother and I have for you today. Buh-bye, everybody! Perdita: Goodbye! *audience applauds* |
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Post by Belchic on Aug 29, 2010 19:15:10 GMT -5
Holy sh*t! O.O *blinks*
Perdita's a hypocrite!
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Post by Flowgli on Aug 31, 2010 19:21:14 GMT -5
 Patch: Hey, what's going on in the barn? Why is Mum under a pile of hay? Perdita *off screen*: Pongo, this isn't working out. Hiding under all this hay doesn't feel comfortable. Will you go up to Anita and Roger's bedroom and get me a quilt? Pongo *off screen*: Okay. Stay right here, and I'll get you a quilt. *leaves the barn and goes inside the house* Perdita: Great. Now that none of the pups are in here, I'll get out from under this pile of hay. *steps out of the haystack and removes all the hay from her fur*  Patch: *gasps* WHAT THE F*CK?!?!?! Mum is huge! How the hell did she end up like that?! Lucky *off screen*: Patch, what is it? What's going on? Patch: Look in the barn, Lucky, there's something not right with Mum!  Lucky: OH, MY GOD!!! Perdita *off screen*: Wha-- *gasps* Lucky! What are you doing here?! Lucky: MOTHER, YOU'RE FAT! Perdita: Waaahahahahaaaa!!!  Lucky: Mother, I'm sorry. I just-- Perdita *crying*: No! You weren't supposed to see me like this, Lucky! No one is supposed to see me like this! Now all you're brothers and sisters are gonna see me like this and make fun of me! Lucky: Mum, Patch was the first to see you like that, and he asked me to look in here to see what happened. Perdita: WAAAHAHAHAHAAAA!!! Pongo *off screen, entering the barn with a quilt*: Here, Perdita. I got you a quilt to cover up your body. Perdita *crying*: Pongo, we got a problem! Pongo: What, Perdy? What's the problem? Perdita *crying louder*: Patch somehow saw me this fat, and he showed me to Lucky, who is in the barn with me right now! Pongo: Really? Where's Patch now? Perdita *still crying loudly*: I dunno! Pongo: Well I better go stop him before he tells the rest of his brothers and sisters about you being fat! *runs out of the barn* Lucky: Mother, I don't care how big you are. I'm not going to make fun of you just because you're fat.  Perdita: *stops crying* Really? Lucky: Really, Mum. And if everyone else hears from Patch that you're fat, they're probably not gonna make fun of you for it, either. Perdita: I hope so. Well, at least I don't have to complain if you say I'm bigger and heavier than you when you're sitting on my head, since I really am fat right now. But then again, I have to be honest, I'm bigger and heavier than you whether I'm fat or not. Lucky: Thank you, Mum. How did you get this fat, anyway? Perdita: Well, for some reason, my stomach has been growling very loudly, and I couldn't believe that I was really that hungry. Then your father took me to an all-you-can-eat kibble buffet that Ritz just opened, and is made just for dogs. Lucky: Flo's dad opened a kibble buffet? Perdita: Yes, and I ate so much food that I ended up really fat. I didn't want to tell you and your brothers and sisters or let you see me like this, because not only you might laugh at me if I did, but you also might imitate me, and I'll be a bad influence on you all. Lucky: Well, Mother, that's not gonna happen. Perdita: And how do you know that? Lucky: You're just gonna have to trust me. Perdita: I don't know... |
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Post by Flowgli on Sept 5, 2010 21:02:21 GMT -5
 Lucky: Come on, Cadpig! Play with me! *jumps on Cadpig's back* Cadpig: OW! Geez, Lucky, watch it, you idiot! You didn't have to jump on me that hard!  Lucky *sarcastically*: Sorry! Rolly: Hehehe. ---  Cadpig: Rolly, what are you watching? Rolly: A movie of a farm about to get under attack by a giant Swedish meatball. Cadpig: What?! *gasps* Wait a minute! That farm looks exactly like ours! In fact, that is our farm! Rolly, you're not watching a movie... IT'S THE STINKIN' NEWS! THE NEWS, YOU BIG FAT PIECE OF STUPID! THAT GIANT SWEDISH MEATBALL IS COMING RIGHT AT US! Lucky: What?!  Perdita: Really?!  Spot: No way!  Perdita: This really sound very serious! We need to get everyone out of here before that meatball attacks all of us!  Lucky: That won't be necessary, Mother. I can stop that meatball from attacking us! No huge wad of meat can hurt me! Cadpig *off screen*: Oh, sure, Lucky! Like you can actually take down a giant meatball that is two times bigger than Godzilla!---  Lucky: Gotcha! All right, you impostor! Let's see who you really are! *pulls the Rolly mask off to reveal a goat, and the goat starts bleating*  Cadpig: OH, MY GOD! IT'S A GLOATING GOAT! EVERYONE RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!!! *runs off* |
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Post by Shadow Dearly on Sept 5, 2010 21:20:33 GMT -5
Nice screenies Flo ^^ Oh? A Gloating Goat? This looks like a job for The Goatbusters Can't wait to see more Flo^^ |
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Post by Flowgli on Sept 10, 2010 13:42:06 GMT -5
 Patch: Mmmmmhhh... Clayton *off screen*: Patch? *knocks on the door to the closet that Patch is in* Patch, are you in there? Patch: Mmmhh-mmmpphhh! Clayton: What? Oh, no. *opens the door and gasps* Patch!Patch: Mmm-mmmph, mmm-mmmff! Clayton: Hold on, Patch, I'll get you out of here. *steps in the closet and carefully removes the tape from Patch's mouth*  Patch: And I thought no one will ever find me here and help me! Clayton: Patch, what happened? How did you end up bound and gagged here in the closet in the guest's bedroom? Patch: Dad did this to me! Clayton: Dad?! Why would our own dad tie you up like this? Patch: He did it to stop me from telling you guys that our mother is fat! Clayton: WHAT?! Patch: It's true! Lucky and I saw her fat tonight, and I left the barn to tell the rest of you about it! Clayton: I would want to go into the barn and see for myself, but Dad told us not to go inside or even look in there, as if he's keeping some sort of secret in there. Patch: You mean Dad is making us all sleep outside tonight? Clayton: I'm afraid he is. Patch: Grrr, how dare he do this to his own children just to keep them from knowing that their mother has become fat?! When we get back out there, I'm gonna attack Dad, and it's gonna be a lot more painful than that one scratch mark that Mum left on his face the other night! I'm gonna tear his gizzard out!Clayton *off screen*: Yeah, you just make sure you don't say that again when we get back outside. Patch: Yeah, I know, I know. --- Announcer *off screen*: Hi, everyone! It's time for Ask Cadpig!Cadpig: Thaaaaaaat's me! I'm Cadpig, and I'm here to answer your letters. Our first letter comes from Madison Shapiro from Battle Creek, Michigan. Madison writes: " Dear Cadpig--" Thaaaaaaat's me! " Dear Cadpig,
I just got a new car for my birthday, but I don't like my present, because I asked my parents for a red car, and they got me a blue one instead. I can't believe they got the color wrong! Now, my birthday is totally ruined! Cadpig, what should I do?" Well, Madison, here's an idea... GET YOUR STINKIN' CAR REPAINTED! STOP COMPLAINING AND REPAINT YOUR CAR TO THE COLOR YOU WANT, YOU SPOILED CRYBABY! "I'M MADISON, AND I WANT A RED CAR FOR MY BIRTHDAY, BUT MY PARENTS GOT ME A BLUE ONE, 'CAUSE BLAH-DY, BLAH-DY, BLAH!" GEEZ, MADISON, YOU SOUND A LOT LIKE THAT ONE GIRL WHO WANTED A BLUE CAR BUT GOT A RED ONE INSTEAD! YOU KNOW WHAT, MADISON? IT'S GOOD THAT YOUR BIRTHDAY IS RUINED, BECAUSE I'D LIKE TO SEE YOU SUFFER THE SAME WAY THAT OTHER BRAT DID, BY HAVING SOMEONE GET YOUR RUINED BIRTHDAY ON TAPE AND POSTED ALL OVER THE STINKIN' INTERNET! MAN!*breathes heavily as audience laughs* Cadpig: Our next letter comes from Jennifer Rose from Brooklyn, New York. Jennifer writes: " Dear Cadpig--" Thaaaaaaat's me! " Dear Cadpig,
I just transferred to a new school, and none of the other kids noticed that I exist. I tried to talk to some of those kids and make friends, but nobody even cares about me or anything I have to say. Cadpig, how come all the kids at my new school keep ignoring me?" *places letter aside without even answering it and picks up another one* Our next letter comes from-- *audience laughs* Cadpig: David Reed from St. Louis, Missouri. David writes: " Dear Cadpig--" Thaaaaaaat's me! " Dear Cadpig,
There's a girl in my biology class that I have a crush on. Her name is Rita, and I wanted her to go out with me. So far, I have asked her out eighty-six times, but she says "no" everytime I asked her. Cadpig, what is the deal?" David, come closer to the TV. *camera moves closer to Cadpig* Closer. *camera moves a little more closer to Cadpig* A little closer. *camera still moves a little more closer* You can get closer than that. *camera moves even closer to Cadpig, who gives it a light slap* RITA DOESN'T LIKE YOU! SHE PROBABLY LIKES ANOTHER BOY WHO ASKED HER OUT ALREADY! WHEN SHE SAYS "NO", SHE MEANS "NO"! SO, WILL YOU STOP ASKING HER ALREADY?! IF YOU REALLY WANTED A DATE, GO TO BATTLE CREEK, MICHIGAN AND ASK OUT MADISON SHAPIRO! MAYBE SHE'LL TAKE YOU TO THE MOVIES OR A FANCY RESTAURANT IN HER CAR THAT SHE GOT FOR HER BIRTHDAY, BUT SHE'LL ALSO COMPLAIN TO YOU THAT IT'S THE WORST DATE SHE'S EVER HAD IN HER LIFE JUST BECAUSE HER PARENTS BOUGHT HER A CAR IN THE WRONG STINKIN' COLOR! MAN!*breathes heavily as audience laughs* Cadpig: Well, that's all the advice I have for you today. Buh-bye, everybody! *audience applauds* |
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How you holding up?