My name, is Larry, The Duck. I am a duck, could you tell?!?!?!?!?!? I saw “The Boy Who Cried Wolf”, though he actually yelled that… Anyways here's the “ducked out” version. His name was Kilf Sheepyees, about 4’9 and with a blond hair color. He was so bored, he was bored stiff. So he yelled “WOLF, WOLF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” I was scared silly, I raced in the direction of the village, but the villagers were there, so I raced back up, but I found a few hundred feet from the field, too far for human eyes to see, a wolf! I tried to decide whether being plucked or eaten being was worse. I decided to be plucked instead. So I landed a few feet from the villagers, out of Kilf’s eyesight. One of them villagers grabbed me straight up. Man
The small town where sheep live and the mountain where the wolf lives. While everyone doing jobs. One store where the mayor works are barber cutting sheep hair. One the sheep come in sudden and all the people in the barber look at him and say what’s wrong. He said, “My cousin baby sheep got sold by wolf again!” Everyone like not again, what are we going to do? Everyone said what are we going to do?When they explain what happen? Once they heard little sounds it scared the little boy, he ran to the corner. As they realize they need to do something. They saw this little boy on the computer it looks up and says, “ why not hire a man name wolf whisper." All agree. Send a message and time and all. While
One day, Father and Mother wolf heard something outside of their den and when they looked out, they found a naked human baby outside. Mother wolf adopted the hairless "man-cub". Shere Khan arrived, demanding the man-cub for his meal, but was soon driven off by all of the wovles. Raksha (the mother wolf), named the man-cub Mowgli the Frog because of his hairlessness.
Howard the Duck is strange reading material and in a completely different category than what we read last week. I think it is really interesting as an example of the “funny animal” trope. This is when an animal (in a comic, cartoon, etc.) walks around on two legs like a human, and acts like a human, and is saddled with human problems. Usually, I associate this with silly characters meant for kids, like Goofy or Mickey Mouse. But I think the character type is much more interesting when its creator subverts these expectations and turns something as ridiculous-looking as Howard into an instrument for commentary on the human condition. This is what Steve Gerber did- and I think his success in doing so was best summarized when Professor Borenstein compared the humor within the comic to Louie C.K.’s standup and TV show. Howard the Duck is frequently depressing and troubling. Within the first issue, on the very first page, he considers suicide. In issue 12, he is institutionalized as his brain has turned to “duck’s head soup.” Reading Howard the Duck reminded me of a similar depiction of a funny animal. The show Bojack Horseman on Netflix has a similar character, a horse named Bojack, who does silly horse stuff like eat apple fritters and wear apple pajamas. But he is also deeply depressed and an alcoholic, and often incredibly self-destructive as a result. His pain is not played for laughs, as it might be on a lesser show. Instead, his terrible behavior gives the showrunners an
We once again loaded up and set back to the swamp because they knew we would find some more coons in there. We arrived and Billy set us down. I was eager to hunt and wanted to just run to the woods. He pulled us in close and said to us, “This is the last night. I know you’ll do your best.” When he turned us loose we darted for the timber but when we reached the tree line we turned around and looked at him. I wanted to tell him that we won't let you down but he wouldn’t understand. Then we turned and darted to the timber. While we were searching around the swamp Little Ann came upon the first trail and howled, but before she was finished howling I was making my way to her. We ran him towards the river and up a tree. The others came and saw him in the top most branches at the crack of the gun he ran out along the limb and jumped onto an old fallen treetop. He darted into the river but me and Little Ann we right behind him. I leaped onto him making both of us go underwater and that's when he sank his teeth into my ear and held me under. We got the coon to come out of the water and when we did I clamped on his neck and took the life out of him. I had bad cuts in my ear and Little ann licked them clean so that no more blood would come
The show Futurama is another fantastic example of science fiction and parody being used in a creative and effective manner. By looking at this show it is easy to see how this mixed genre of sci-fi parody can be utilized in different ways. The show follows the main character Fry who gets frozen and wakes up a thousand years in the future in the year 3000. This show incorporates a lot of science fiction it has things like aliens, space travel, robots, etc. It also critiques modern society a lot with the use of parody. This is clear in the episode “A Fishful of Dollars”. In this episode Fry finds out the little amount of money he left in the bank a thousand years ago is now worth a fortune and he is a billionaire (A Fishful). This leads to a lot of
What is that ? A black wolf! What is he looking for ? Food? I don’t care anymore if he wants to eat me then so be it…….”daddy I will wait for you when you come back and we will play together right? (Flashback) “ no not yet I won’t lose hope yet I can’t let my child wait for me for too long neither my wife cuz if I do she will slap me even after I am dead ( smirked). I took my packback searching for a weapon but what I found were a few empty bottles of glass rope and also my id and my friends id. I broke the bottle smashing them on the ground, after that I took the tip of the bottles and tight them up between my fingers with the rope I had the wolf howl and after 20 seconds an entire crew came circling me slowly approaching me grrr me. For some reason I don’t feel fear it could be because my child is waiting for me or is just my will to live either way what is going to happen next is going to decide everything ( the
Some people say good music does not have an expiration date. Weird Al’s music is a great thing that a lot of his audiences love and are inspired by. When people frequently listen to a song, they favor the artist. Weird Al Yankovic was born in October, 1959 in California, and still lives there. Weird Al Yankovic created song parodies while finding humor to innovate ways to accomplish creating a world of laughter. The parodies were hilarious and stayed on one topic, and that is what made his songs so great.
When I was in middle school, I first discovered Family Guy late at night while I was channel surfing in my hotel room. Usually, cartoons are never shown at night, simply because most kids are asleep by that time. I didn’t find anything decent, until I saw this cartoon. I figured it was for children, but I after I saw the theme song, I second guessed that. I continued to watch the show and even though it clearly had adult humor, I still continued to watch it, because I found it hilarious.
cage. It will sing a sweet song. The duck has her nest under the rock.
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He was found essentially as a wolf, deemed to be the “wolf boy”, even taking part in the membership of his pack. He walked primarily on all fours, and had sharpened his teeth into long fangs. He functioned completely as a wild animal when he was taken to a hospital for treatment, but managed his escape before the doctors even got to him. They haven’t been able to find him since.
There are men who would kill to have been taught by Confucius. It is said that he had over 300 students along with about 73 disciples, while God only had 12. Confucius was/is a widely known and respected teacher. His teachings were preserved from a book called the Analects. Inside the Analects are twenty books that were compiled together by his disciples after his death. It originated as individual records kept by Confucius’ disciples of conversations between the master and them. It is one of the most, well known books around. It continues to have a substantial influence on Chinese thoughts and values even in today’s time. The book focuses on various topics like family, filial piety, ritual, the gentleman, humaneness, etc. The topic that
I was frozen still with shock and panic flooding through me. I wanted to find Jake, but didn't want to call attention to him or myself. I set off towards the lobby as fast as I could manage. Swells of people came in and out of the lobby. I tried to tell myself that I was going to be fine, but I knew that was almost impossible. As I was being shoved around the lobby, I saw the orange fox ears poking through the crowd. Part of me said it wasn't him, that they could just be another fox anthro with orange ears, but I had to try. "Jake!" I yelled out. I waited to hear him call back, but I started to lose hope fast until, "Dawn? Dawn, where are you?" He turned around and looked at me. We locked eyes and started to head towards each other. As the
He then proceeded to grow into a man, his skin turned blue and two more arms grew out of his body. He looked as if he was hundreds of years old but how could he still be alive. He pulled a knife from his pocket out and held it to my neck.
The same moment I decided to quicken my speed, a deer burst through the night. I screamed, stumbled and hit the ground with a loud thump. I sat on the moist ground for a moment to try to recover but my heart began to throb as if it was beating within my throat. It was just a deer I told myself, I had to be brave. Trying to get myself together I began to feel this hot puffs of air on the back of my neck. “It’s the goblin!” I screamed as I rapidly rose to my feet. My head spun like an owl as I went to look for what was behind me. I looked to the ground and discovered a little white dog. “You scared me to death little guy. What is a cute little puppy like you doing in a dense forest like this?” I said to him. I was relieved it was only a dog instead of the ghastly goblin, but I only made it half-way home by then. As I proceeded on the white little dog followed me. I felt more at ease now that I had him following me but he would not be considered much of a watch dog to most