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[Mise en scene: Emmy Lou is lying seductlvely on her sleeping bag by the lakeside in her luscious glory of ursine nakedness, caressing lovingly her breasts and vagina as a somewhat cheesy-looking male approaches.] EMMY LOU, in that seductively sweet Southern Belle-type goloss of hers: So why don’t you lay down upon me and spend awhile with me, big boy? [Whereupon without hesitation, and with a substantially erect penis to show for it, her mate of the moment lays down upon Emmy Lou, who then strokes and caresses his body delightfully as his penis slips into her] HER MATE OF THE MOMENT: How long, you think, until things start feel– [Whereupon quite the ejaculatory show issues forth from his loins inside Emmy Lou … and it seems to last the good part of the summery evening. Her nephew Jenny Lee, fresh from some exploratory sex herself, takes stock of the scene and pretends not to notice, even though she senses delight and fascination in the sight]
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HONEY, rather flabbergasted in tone and presentation: I suppose some of you listeners and SWX'ers out there must be wondering about what would pass for our vices, personal and otherwise–or what pass for them. SIS: Which, at any rate, do NOT–repeat, DO NOT–include the likes of smoking– HONEY: Never mind the substance, be it tobacco, cannabis or “herbal mixtures”– SIS: Or even vaping– HONEY: And we eschew liquor asd well, though we may have the odd non-alcoholic beer on occasion– SIS: Or overdoing it on pornography, though we do admit to having a healthy interest and fascination in sexuality. HONEY: Credit Peter Potamus’ books about his exploits in the uncharted parts of the Polynesian, whose natives happen to enjoy sex as a vehicle of fun and relaxation. SIS: Even among dolphins, I understand. HONEY: But then again, we admit to enjoying Puerto Rican and Hawaiian coffee blended, as well as cinnamon rolls. SIS: Not to mention doing some diving underwater … which is always a rather fascinating experience, is it not? HONEY: Judging by the number of us Funtastics who enjoy their diving, and then some, we can’t quite resist the allure of the underwater side of life! SIS: Not to mention enjoying small-town diners and the food they have, as well as travelling aound and pulling off these shortwave worldcasts– HONEY: Hopefully, listeners, you nhave the idea….
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[And it’s a rather breezy afterlunch off the ocean, the waves “training” essentially as our scene opens …] FLEEGLE: Bingo? BINGO, rather candidly: Yes, Fleegle? FLEEGLE, somewhat curious: What exactly is it about you that makes you so sexy … so attractive to the female sort of fans? BINGO: Could it be that it’s just my own irresistible simian charm and looks, coupled by my own natural sex appeal? FLEEGLE: And I’ve often wondered myself how I came across you to act as the band’s drummer and resident comic in the first place, developing something of an attracrion in the process … BINGO: So how exactly did I get to have such charm and appeal as I do?
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The lowly slow cooker: If there was perhaps one major boon for Doggie Daddy in particular, this would likely be it. Especially considering where seriously worthwhile meals for his ever-doing Augie and he could be done while Augie was off at school and Doggie Daddy–
Peter Potamus’ kind of paradise. Uncharted. Unmapped. Yet full of naked and carefree natives who can’t help but enjoy the comfort and relaxation such as sex brings about.
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[Mise en scene: In the shallows of a lagoon close to some native village as finds Peter Potamus and his nephew, Perry Potamus II, as guests thereof. In the company of a native gal who’s rather acquainted with dolphin habits of this sort, uncle and nephew are in the company of especially friendly dolphins who can’t resist the old sweet nothings, belly rubs and masturbation, at least one such lying on his back with underbelly exposed …] A NATIVE GAL, explaining by demonstration how best to give the dolphin a belly rub: It’s rather amusing, just how these dolphins like being caressed in their bellies … now you try it, kid! [Perry Potamus II, with encouragement from uncle and a native gal, strokes the male dolphin’s belly oh so lovingly, gradually working his way downward. And by the look and sound of fascination on the dolphin’s part, he can’t help but sense the feeling most naturally fascinating, as if saying Aaaaahhhh … doesn’t that feel good, kid? Just keep going kid, and you might find a surprise as well–which he does, by way of the dolphin’s proudly erect penis, which Perry strokes lovingly and whimsically such that the dolphin can’t help but feel delighted over, clicking away his approval. Meanwhile–] PETER POTAMUS: My gal, I can’t help but appreciate how your people actually have such a close attachment to dolphins in as natural a setting as it can get! No marine life park could ever manage to duplicate such a fascinating experience in Nature such as this! A NATIVE GAL: Just think of it this way: The lagoon, and even the ocean, are a natural sort of dolphinarium to us … and the dolphins actually like our presence nd company! PETER POTAMUS, excitedly: You bet they do … just look at my nephew Perry! [Whi can be discerned further caressing the dolphin, who in his turn expresses his admiration for Perry’s giving him some masturbatory stimulation as seriously felt wonderful …]
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MAGILLA GORILLA, rather fascinated: Geez, Ogee, I didn’t know you were so stoked into surfing as you were! OGEE, now something of a teenage surf rat, in a tie-dye tankini and holding a surfboard: Oh … was that you back at Gremmie Gulch that time? You were something of a crazy surf rar! MAGILLA GORILLA, explaining: Even if such may have stemmed from a surfboard coming loose off a “woodie” on the street past Peebles’ Pet Shop one afternoon, and a desire to return such to its rightful owner! [pause] But then again, Ogee, I’ve been taking up diving all the more, SCUBA as much as snorkelling! OGEE: I didn’t exactly know that gorillas like yourself were into diving! MAGILLA GORILLA: And imagine just how fascinating diving can get … just spending time in sheer and utter weightlessness and discovering much fascinating below the surface! As a matter of fact, I’ve been joining a diving crew led by Peter Potamus from time to time in assorted diving escapades! OGEE, stunned: You mean THAT Peter Potamus? MAGILLA GORILLA: None other than, Ogee! [pause] Come to think of it, Ogee, have you ever imagined yourself joining us in some diving escapades? OGEE: I’d be happy to think about it …
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Top Cat and clowder occasionally chilling out and relaxing in a Turkish bathhouse of the highest standard …
Woofer and Whimper stumbling on what amounted to an AI program generating “remote tasking” text messages wholesale, and practically by accident …
The King having an occasional fireside conversation with Sheena the Lioness and Raquel Wrench about diving and diving experiences on their part …
Punkin’ Puss having some interesting lovemaking and moonlight swimming experiences with Maw Rugg in the hills solely for the sake of fun and relaxation …
Yogi Bear managing to sneak off with some cheesecake during another of his plundering exercises in Jellystone Park’s picnic areas under Ranger Smith’s nose …
During a demonstration of stove-top roasting of green coffee beans at Cattanooga Klatsche, some of the just-roasted beans fly out of the roaster like popcorn, to the bemusement of patrons …
Hair Bear, in explaining the beauty of sexuality and its importance to Bubi ahead of the mating season road trip, illustrates thus: “Bubi … there’s a right way and a wrong way to learn about sex …” (holding up some rather putrid and depraved porn magazines) “This is the wrong way to learn as much–” (throws the curiosa into the campfire) “And this is the right such–” (Hair Bear in the company of a choice ursine girlfriend to show Bubi “how it’s done, and should be done,” which Bubi finds a little stunning at first, but eventially senses the beauty and fascination inherent) …
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BOO-BOO, Yogi’s Bosom Buddy, noticing where his mentor Yogi had just relieved himself satisfactorily: Now you know the answer to the old question of whether bears relieve themselves in the woods! YOGI BEAR, just arriving unto the scene: Boy, that certainly felt lighter and less bloating like! BOO-BOO: That’s Yogi for you–!
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From another of Peter Potamus’ privately-circulated volumes of his exploits and experiences in the uncharted reaches of the Polynesian:
Many as are into surfing will easily tell you that perhaps the purest and finest variant of that noble Polynesian-born sport is bodysurfing–that in which your body IS, in essence, the surfboard. Which is more or less the case among seals, sea lions, sharks and even dolphins.
As well as some of the earliest Polynesians as experimented with the notion of surf riding, to begin with … the sheer feeling of wearing just yourself on an incoming wavw towards shore, and the euphoric feeling behind it!
Which was best illustrated some months ago when I brought over my nieces, Pamela and twins Peggy and Penny, on another of my journeys into the uncharted wilds of the Polynesian for the sake of learning about such fascinatingly primitive peoples yet to be decimated by the influence of so-called “Civilisation” at the expense of such folkways of theirs as going essentially naked and sensing sex to be naturally fun and relaxing. Not to mention from.
On this one particular island, having a population of some 650 or so, all naked and proud of themselves, the chiefess who ruled over same–a rather lovely-looking gal of some twenty summers herself, and quite the surfer and diver gal herself–invited me and my nieces as guests at her enclave, classically bamboo, palm and not much else. And indeed she was wonderful!
“I couldn’t help but admire your surfing and diving style,” said I to the chiefess over a welcoming lunchron … to which she remarked, “Might it fascinate you that, for a gal like me as became chiefess of this island at just 13 years of age–”
(The fact of which stunned my nieces then and there.)
“–and who’s rather fond of surfing herself, she especially enjoys–bodysurfing?!”
“BODYSURFING?!!” replied we in sheer disbelief.
“That’s right–bodysurfing! And what a feeling that must be to ride the wave with just your own naked body!”
Which had my nieces rather fascinated, enough so to suggest where the three nieces might want to try the experience of bodysurfing for themselves with the next wave breaking … and boy oh boy, did those nieces in their naked wonder show their hippo-style bodysurfing stuff, even as the chiefess and I watched all from shore to see the whole!
And make no mistake: Were my nieces ever so stoked while bodysurfing like they did! And so naturally as well, come to think of it; Penny, one of the twins, felt the touch of the wave on her body must’ve made her feel so different!
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[Mise en scene: Over lunch at some class of Mexican place in the Chipotle/Qdoba vein] MOI, somewhat stunned: Rather surprising to stumble across you and your pack of diver types … presumably heading “up north,” I assume? H0KEY WOLF, in his legendary Phil Silvers goloss: How astute, how observant! After all, the lion may be more powerful, but the wolf does not perform in the circus! We prefer having our fun underwater! DING-A-LING, Hokey’s Booon Companion and half of the Divin’ Wolf Pups: Hokey couldn’t have said better, come to think of it … and besides, aren’t Bon-Bon and I such exceptional divers for our age? MOI: I should say so myself! HOKEY WOLF, ever exuberant a la Sgt. Ernie Bilko: After all, kid, Ding certainly has The Right Stuff, and then some! [Close by, in the company of Loopy DeLoop–] BON-BON, Loopy’s nephew and the other half of the Divin’ Wolf Pups: And so do I, Uncle Loopy! LOOPY De LOOP, like the proud uncle he is: Which no doubt makes ze good wolf proud to have such a fascinating nephew like Bon-Bon, especially joining Ding-a-Ling in diving! BON-BON: After all, as you’ve repeatedly explained it to me, “the lion may be more poweful–” LOOPY De LOOP, completing the maxim: “–but the wolf does not perform in the circus!” MILDEW WOLF: How else does it have to be?
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During her spare moments, Velma Dinkley could be imagined listening in to MP3 recordings of Old Time Radio detective and mystery shows galore, including the likes of–
Sherlock Holmes
Suspense
Sam Spade
Richard Diamond, Private Detective
Molle’ Mystery Theater
Murder by Experts
Philip Marlowe (in particular Gerald Mohr’s treatment)
The Whistler
Broadway is My Beat
Dragnet
Tales of the Texas Rangers
Twenty Third Precinct
…and, for good measure, The CBS Radio Mystery Theater.
But then again, the Catalina Diving Clowder will tell you some of the best sights on Catalina are actually underwater. And a dive or two with them will convince you of as much.
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Flintstones /Peanuts crossoverPicture a somewhat playful instance of Fred Flintstone and Barney Rubble horsing around to the extent of Barney pulling off a “Lucy” (as in Barney seeking to get Fred to kick a prehistoric-stylee rugby ball, only to pull such back before Fred’s being able to kick same–and landing on his back with a serious thump, With Hilarious Consequences)–followed by this exchange:
BARNEY RUBBLE,showing some concern: Fred–are you alright in all of this? FRED FLINTSTONE, showing his unease at the stunt: Barney, what exactly was the point in pulling back the ball before I was able to kick it? BARNEY RUBBLE, turning comical in the whole: I just couldn’t help but IMAGINE the reaction under the circumstances! [Laughter] FRED FLINTSTONE, still peeved: Barney, do you realise what you were just trying to do to me?
Whereupon their respective wives took stock of the exercise and called for an ambulance, just to see if serious injuries ensued from the stunt.
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[Mise en scene: On a dive boat chartered by the two] RAQUEL WRENCH, rather seductively in her South American stylee: Is it any wonder diving is as interesting a sport as it can get? SHEENA THE LIONESS, somewhat excitedly: No doubt about it, Raquel … diving can’t help but feel just so–enchanting! Just to sense such a fascinating sort of world when we’re diving, and the sheer fun of it! RAQUEL WRENCH: Come to think of it … don’t we look so handsome in our one-piece tankini suits while we’re out diving? SHEENA THE LIONESS: Who couldn’t agree more?!
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BON-BON, nephew of the legendary Loopy De Loop: Jeez, Ding; is there nothing more satisfying than just our furry lupine bodies against the water, just sensing how beautiful the feeling must be! DING-A-LING, boon compadre of Hokey Wolf: I couldn’t concur more with you, Bon-Bon … diving just brings out something adventurous in wolves like us! BON-BON: I think we’d better catch our breath for awhile before we go into the water again …
Imagine this done in a Trollkin vein, with a modest-sized Troll clan plying the rivers and bayous of Troll County for trollventures with such a close trolltachment to Nature as it is …
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7:30 in the morning at the Cafe du Monde, in New Orleans even!
Ahhh yes, the Cafe du Monde, situated in the French Market in New Orleans, famous for serving those hot and fresh beignets with powdered sugar topping and hot sweet milky coffee in the New Orleans manner–as in with chicory. After the French, even!
At any rate, yours truly and Huckleberry Hound found our way unto that bastion of the French Quarter towards Jackson Square, otherwise known as the French Market. With quite a few of the market traders coming in to start their day, such was likely to be among that crowd making their gravitas towards the stand’s coffee and chicory and hot beignets–square French donuts–Dunkin’, eat your heart out!
And a rather surprising thing came unto us in the form of Alfy Gator, he as was an enemy of one Yakky Doodle, from what I understabd, serving the coffee and beignets. “On the house,” saith he; “you;re fellow Funtastics.”
“Nice of you to think of us thusly,” Huckleberry remarked.
“Besides,” saith I, “we have a triple-dip Character Convocation up in Minnesota this summer.”
“Which is rather surprising to this gator,” Alfy remarked, adding “Where exactly in Minnesota are we headed?”
Huckleberry Hound explained “Starting in Lake City for Waterdski Days towards the end of June, followed by a tubing weekend on the Apple River in Somerset, Wisconsin around the July 4th such, then Whiz Bang Days in Robbinsdale–’
"As in Captain Billy’s?” asked Alfy; I responded in the affirmative.
“And concluding at the end of July,” Huckleberry Hound concluded, “in Glenwood with their Waterama weekend!”
“How fascinating could it get?” Alfy was quick to add before being called to the back to get some coffee orders out of the way for more of the Crescent City’s early risers, many such employed at the French Market’s stalls, but also–
“Geez, Snoop,” remarked Blabbermouse, “isn’t that Huckleberry Hound and Snagglepuss?” No doubt Super Snooper was surprised at our presence as much as Blabbermouse.
“Blab,” Super Snooper remarked, “how right you are!”
“And how interesting ‘tis,” remarked I, “that you’d be here at the Cafe du Monde, on coffee and beignets even!”
“Huck, Snag,” Super Snooper explained, “the reason like we is in the Big Easy is to investigates suspicious-like pilferage and sabotage of cargo containers just offloaded from their vessels by way of Latin American ports …”
“And we’re in something of a lull when it comes to detail,” Blabbermouse rejoindered, “explaining the coffee and beignets.”
“Good luck on resolution of the case,” Huck remarked as were preparing to stroll the French Market ….
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Imagine this as the van of the Peter Potamus Good Time Divers, with the “diver down” symbol promiently displated as a show of solidarity with the greater dive community.
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[Mise en scene: The auld swimmin’ hole where Scoots had that mystial epiphany with Amy Catline as certainly changed his life at a rather emotional time. As the scene opens, we find Scoots and Amy Catline together for auld time’s sake, with the pair stripping themselves down and plunging down to the bottom of said swimmin’ hole. After which–] AMY CATLINE, with a sense of fondness in her voice: Wasn’t that a rather interesting dive there … and didn’t that feel likeable! SCOOTS: And what a feeling of love we certainly had in the process! [Whereupon the remainder of the Cattanooga Cats–Country, Groove and Kitty Jo–surprised the pair with an impromptu reunion at which much conversation–as well as barnecue–ensueth.]
