Prepare to be hunted down and devoured…BY CUTENESS!!!
Published November 27th, 2007 in Miscellaneous
The ugly guy who looks like me is Big Brother. The vicious-looking mammal beside him is his son. According to my mom, I looked that cute when I was his age, but there is absolutely no photographic evidence to back this up. Nevertheless, if it’s true…well…he’s got about eight more years before things turn south. Sorry, kid. Welcome to the family.
While I hope he’s got his mother’s genes when it comes to preserving his good looks, I have no doubt that his predatory instincts come from his dad’s side:
You see that? You can’t teach that. You either have it or you don’t. And the men in our family have it. (I’m told by Wonder Woman that this is almost exactly how I first “made my move”, even down to the same landing spot on her scalp.) We are a carnivorous and merciless species. Frankly, I was amazed at my brother’s good fortune at getting these shots (not to mention surviving the experience); nature photographers spend years waiting to capture that kind of action. I called him to find out what sort of high-speed sports-photography settings he was using on his camera.
“I was just hitting the button manually every two seconds or so.”
Assuming an initial distance of 6 inches, (I measure everything in six-inch lengths. Wink-wink, ladies.) that means my nephew has a takedown speed of three and one-third feet per minute. It would appear the gazelles can rest easy for now; the boy isn’t so much a leopard as he is a Venus Fly Trap. Nevertheless, he should still have success hunting human females, who are mesmerized by adorability and can be lured into his open, waiting maw…
Go on in, sweetheart, he won’t hurt you…
(For those of you looking for more hard-core cute-on-cute action, go to www.twosloths.com)
You could seriously win over some ladies with this post (if you were single). I am honored that you are using my son for bait. Just another similarity between Diegs and Jellybean, chick magnets.
The best part of the action sequence is the last frame, which shows our nefarious and waking-up-early-every-freaking-weekend protagonist being rejected by my prickly but rapidly receding hair. Take that (for now) little one.
Boom
The best part of the action sequence is the last frame, which shows our nefarious and waking-up-early-every-freaking-weekend protagonist being rejected by my prickly but rapidly receding hair. Take that (for now) little one.
This “lost photo” was not included by said little brother but can be found at the original source of sloths.
From the title I thought this was going to be an addition to the “Leftovers from Thanksgiving post.” As wonderful as leftovers are, ferocious man eating babies - much more fun.
And for the record, Z - if WW ever gets sick of waiting for her Internet wedding proposal and ditches you, there is a whole floor of IMC nurses in Texas that think your writing and nephew (and obviously therefore you) are the cutest thing ever. Thunder Lizard was sooooo right on that one.
Please send pics of nurses in their naughtiest uniforms.
No mention of what the nurses think of Big Brother, eh? Nothing. Not even a little bit. I helped make the guy and all Zach did was write about him.
This is bullshit.
Did DIRO take mushrooms too while you were at the botanical gardens?
“No really, I enjoy the interesting flora in a totally sober state.”
- Some Liar
I have returned
…and big brothers offspring looks like it has fangs.
Holy Shit, it is GQSmooth00. Welcome back.
Hell. I think I’m going to ditch z and wait ’til Diego becomes legal. I’m not going to lie. When I saw these pics I thought I was going to melt from all the cuteness.