
“Cookies? Oh no, there no more cookies left. People ate them all. Haha, yes, look for cookies elsewhere.”

“What!? No! Me not cookie! Me have mustache! Cookies can’t grow mustaches. Me just normal person with mustache hanging out in cookie box. If me see cookies, me tell you. Good day.”

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“Here is your mission briefing, Secret Agent Swingline. After reading it destroy it immediately, as it is FOR YOUR EYES ONLY!” *cue dramatic music*
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NOTE: This Googlesday submission is brought to us by Marion. Thanks, Marion, you rock!
- Googly Editor

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“My, what big eyes you have. Need any skiing instruction, Madam?”
“Oh, fresh!” *giggle*

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“Hmm… Just a little reminder I’ll be playing at Off Broadway in St. Louis come Tuesday, alright?”

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“Sure is spooky in these old woods, eh Velma?”

“Jinkies! Sure is. I hope we don’t run into the Green Giant everyone is talking about, Daphne!”

“Oh come on, you don’t believe that old folk tale, do you?”

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