But then again, do any of the anthro Hanna-Barbera Funtastics have foot issues when they have bared hind paws?

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But then again, do any of the anthro Hanna-Barbera Funtastics have foot issues when they have bared hind paws?
BINGO, per The Banana Splits, joining his bandmates for a day by the lakeside, a day which was otherwise muggy and warm: What exactly could go wrong with us on a day such as this, cooling off in the lake?
Was it ever that way in animation, especially when coming up with story or character ideas and yet being stuck in the proverbial rut ?
Come to think if it: Were The Banana Splits operating in much the same stylee?
Imagine this bit of conversation between Beegle Beagle and Top Cat over coffee
BEEGLE BEAGLE, ever fascinated: If you ask me, TC--if I may call you so-- TOP CAT: It's alright by me, Beeg; we're rather close types personality-wise! BEEGLE BEAGLE: OK, TC ... doesn't it seem fascinating travelling all over the place with a supersized gorilla such as could make King Kong look like Magilla Gorilla, if you know what I mean ... TOP CAT: I certainly hope the roof of your van is reinforced all the more to support the giant simian's weight-- BEEGLE BEAGLE: Thanks for mentioning it--and I admit such didn't come about without significant cost! After all, a 40-foot-tall gorilla like The Great Grape Ape isn't your ordinary simian, especially when purple table grapes drive him rather crazy! TOP CAT: Which has me wondering whether you've tried other varieties of table grapes, such as pink, red or green such, to see if that giant ape of yours can act more placid! BEEGLE BEAGLE: Now that you mention it ... red table grapes in particular don't have the same impact on my purple pal as purple such. Even less so with green! But still, he can't resist table grapes ... [Coming into the scene, we find--] THE GREAT GRAPE APE: You said it, Beegly Beagly ... Grape Ape! GRAPE APE!!
What's with your weird obsession with diving and stuff like that..?
Perhaps some blame should fall upon @joey-gatorman for coming up with the notion of having several Hanna-Barbera characters get into the diving experience.
I hope this answers your question.
In the back of Hong Phat supercenter in portland
Now who exactly from the Hanna-Barbera pantheon could you imagine shopping regularly at the "Chaos Shop" "just for kicks"?
I could just imagine, come to think of it, "Cat's Tales" as the title of the Cattanooga Cats' fan club newsletter ... or even a podcast emenating from their Cattanooga Klatsche coffee shop in Gatlinburg.
On the other hand, you have a few Hanna-Barbera Funtastics who are rather fascinated about sex, and prefer using correct terminology in this respect as opposed to the euphemistic and the vulgar.
So why not send in Goober and the Ghost Chasers in this instance?
Replace "Fight" with "Dive" in the headline and imagine it were about some young kd getting the opportunity to dive with the Three Wolves.
So Shelley and Jabberjaw are on another of the latter's trust-building exercises in some rather fascinating tropical lagoon when the scene is as follows--
[At any rate, Shelley is swimming close to Jabberjaw, himself swimming on his back to better allow his penis to penetrate Shelley so as to maximise delight through the ejaculatory processes; on signal, Shelley approaches Jabberjaw's pride and inserts his penis into Shelley's watm and loving vagina when--] JABBERJAW, sotto voce to Shelley: Shelley ... now that I have your attention ... [Jabberjaw goes into some serious pelvic thrusting such as sends delightful convulsions into Shelley so that, once ejaculation ensues, such turns out being all the more powerful and prolonged to better heighten Shelley's trust and confidence in Jabberjaw. Before long, he's spent sexually to the extend that, as he releases his penis from Shelley, glistening as it is with ejaculate and vaginal fluids--] SHELLEY, holding no false modesty: That was rather wonderful, Jabberjaw, I have to admit. JABBERJAW: How else could it be in Nature? Such cannot help but feel rather enjoyable, understand! So magical ... so windrous-feeling ...
Cattanooga Cats headcannon
As part of a "mockumentary" scene in The Cattanooga Cats Movie, Kitty Jo could be pictured in mermaid dress leading the band's male members (Country, Groove and Scoots) in a kittenish sort of underwater play while out at their favourite diving hole ... and while underwater, Kitty Jo could encourage each such to get playful with her....
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The rhythym of the Avenue of the Saints (apologies to Paul Simon)
In preparing for the Triple Treat Character Convocation encompassing Water Ski Days (Lake City, MN), Whiz-Bang Days (Robbinsdale, MN) and the Glenwood (MN) Waterama through June and July, yours truly, in the company of Huckleberry Hound, were driving northbound on the Avenue of the Saints--a largely four-lane highway between St. Paul and St. Louis, as in US 61 up to Donnelson, Iowa, where it becomes US 218 in a wide swath across east-central Iowa (including the stretch between Iowa City, Cedar Rapids and Waterloo where I-380 runs concurrent with 218), ultimately picking up with US 18 at New Hampton, and picking up I-35 from Mason City northward, using I-35E into St. Paul.
Which turned out being something of a direct route towards the first of the venues, the Birthplace of Waterskiing itself, by picking up US 63 at Waterloo--a blessing in disguise, even!
But back to US 218: Huck and I were able to talk much about past Character Convocation experiences, and as much as past convocations themselves, beginning with the 2013 Truth or Consequences (New Mexico) Fiesta out of homage to Ralph Edwards and such wrought by his getting Hot Springs, NM to restyle itself Truth or Consequences in 1950, and his later tradition of inviting Hollywood celebrities up there on Fiesta weekend ... and later such as included the Minneapolis Aquatennial, Steamboat Springs Winter Carnival, Mardi Gras in Mobile, Alabama, a spontaneously-convened shelling escapade on Sanibel Island, the US-Canadian Friendship Festival in Myrtle Beach, the oldest 4th of July parade in the United States (in Bristol, RI), the Moxie Fedtival in Lisbon, Maine, the Mackinac Island Lilac Festival and the Traverse City National Cherry Festival. Not to mention quasi-Convocations at the Avalon Harbor Underwater Cleanup on Catalina Island and the Minnesota State Fair.
Not to mention spending lunch in a more realistically small-town Iowa cafe; fast food is hardly our style, believe you me. And typically Iowan fare, as in a breaded pork cutlet sandwich as comes out rather substantial.
As well as Lippy the Lion and Hardy Har-Har being stumbled upon, with the pair being reminded of the "triple dip" meetups starting with Water Ski Days. prompting Lippy to remark excitedly "I think I'll try my hand at the waterskiing game while we're in Lake City!"
In response, Hardy Har-Har was quick to suggest that such "might be trying to steal the thunder from Wally Gator!"
"In matter of fact," saith I, "waterskiing lessons and demonstrations will be all the more on offer at Water Ski Days--and let it be hoped that many of our pantheon will take advantage!"
"Now THAT would be something to point out in explaining ideal meet-and-greet locales at Water Ski Dayd!" remarked Huckleberry Hound.
And all this over those substantially Iowan pork cutlet sandwiches.
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In conversation between Peter Potamus and a native Polynesian chieftain from its uncharted reaches
A NATIVE CHIEFTAIN, rather fascinated: I can't help but wonder why it is that you're so fascinated with our islands and our fondness for diving ... especially naked and unashamed! PETER POTAMUS: If there was one underwater sight as especially interested me, it would have to be that of a nine-year-old boy diving among such fascinating coral reefs as your islands happen to have ... and a lagoon to match! A NATIVE CHIEFTAIN: Peter, I just can't help but be amazed at such fascination as you have for us, and especially the way you do! PETER POTAMUS: Which, I have to admit, I learned from my late father, who guided me in many adventures in islands such as yours and taught me a wonderful respect for nakedness as much as for sexuality being rather natural and at once fun, to begin with! A NATIVE CHIEFTAIN, adding some insight: Though I do acknowledge that many of us, myself included, can't help but sense such delightful and arousing sensations between the legs while we're diving! PETER POTAMUS: Might it be safe to consider yourselves natural;-born aquaphiles? A NATIVE CHIEFTAIN, rather stuneed at the new term: And, uh, what exactly is an aquaphile? PETER POTAMUS: An aquaphile, I will have you know, is one who gets sexual gratification or feelings from diving underwater, or even thinking about diving and the sensations engendered! A NATIVE CHIEFTAIN: Thanks for explaining what may explain such fascinations as we have underwater in the way we have it! And say ... it's not uncommon for many of us to be born underwater, which may explain such a fascination for swimming, diving and surfing such as we have! PETER POTAMUS: No doubt fascinating ... especially when you're able to dive naked, and LIKE it!!
One thing Peter Potamus simply cannot resist while in Polynesia Uncharted is the enchantment of lagoons such as this, combined with the opportunity for home stays with native families.
In conversation between Squiddly Diddly and Waverly Walrus one evening at the latter's beloved rubbing beach
SQUIDDLY DIDDLY, ever sounding like a curions school boy approaching his pubescence: You know, Waverly ... I can't help but feel fascinated by the sheer fascination you must have in sharing your love experiences big time! WAVERLY WALRUS, with quite the pride in his voice: Is it any wonderm then, that for a walrus to mate for as long as 30 minutes with his best girlfriend of the moment, all the while stimulated by her sheer warmth and delight that is her vagina, is nothing more than satisfying--perhaps even mystical, come to think of it? SQUIDDLY DIDDLY, still the excitable school boy in tone and demeanor: Describing lovemaking as "mystical"--that's probably a new one on me, if you ask me.... WAVERLY WALRUS, still feeling proud of his sexual exploits: From my own experience, Squiddly, as well as contacts I've had among fellow walruses, there seems to be something almost sacred feeling in the utter wonderment and relaxation such as sex seems to afford ... come to think of it, nothing else must seem to matter when you're mounting a female walrus so warm and lovable-looking, and you can't help but release such ejaculatory feeling into her! SQUIDDLY DIDDLY: Indeed, Waverly ... indeed!