#cutecorgidog

[thelastresidents]

Here Amadeus, have a potato, (hands him potato)

“Does this potato look... odd to you? Like some sort of fidget-spinner with cancer, or something along those lines?”

[nathaskblog]

Nathaniel,you're adorable.

“T-thank you tho… I hope you all have a wonderful day too!! But don’t call me smol >///<” 

[treehouseblogsinc]

YES AND THEIR SO SMALL!!! IM GONNA ADD A PICTURe of one hold on

LOOK!!! HES SMILING!!!!

[thelastresidents]

Here, Clem have a rubber duck (hands it to him)

“D’aaaaaaaaw... such a cute li’l duckie. You is da pick o’ da badelyng.” he smiled and hugged his new friend. Just then, he saw another duckie ‘looking at him’ with ‘sad eyes’ and added, “Don’t fret none, you is also da pick o’ da badelyng.” Then he saw three more ‘jealous’ duckies, then five more, then eight more, “And you, an’ you, an’ you is all da picks of yer badelyngez, everyone is da bestest duckie in da wurld!”

[thelastresidents]

Amadeus, there’s a chicken on your piano.

"Not for long, there isn’t.”

He fires, and hits the chicken point blank. It glows red, but otherwise seems undisturbed. If Melody, or anyone who’s played a Zelda game in the last two decades were here, they could probably warn him about cuccos. Confused, he shoots it a few more times, and suddenly time seems to stop as the chicken crows for reinforcements.

It was a massacre.

[thelastresidents]

To steward you’re one of my favorite bellhops

“Really? Just how many bellhops do you know?”

[thelastresidents]

To Clem, or Amadeus what is the meaning of life?

“Now, you jest wait yerself a dingitty-dangitty-darnitty minute! Youse askin’ a ghost, fer da meaning of life? ‘Cuz Ah think Ah dun missed summthung.”

[treehouseblogsinc]

I can’t speak for the majority of people, but personally, I cry for cats because I’m allergic to them.