anteater thread

anteater thread

Cosimo2011-07-04 21:30:43

Anteaters - THE it animals of 2011. You heard it here first bitches.

Total pimps.
Cosimo2011-07-04 21:47:50

Men want to be them; women want to have intercourse with them

You're weird.

Who knew there were so many crazy ass pics of anteaters

 
evidently cosimo did

Brilliant

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/UC_Irvine_Anteaters Pretty much us.

Go Mighty Anteaters Go
Beat Each Opposing Foe
Oh We'll Win The Battle Tonight
  Wellington Phoenix, Fight!

We [a]'re Marching To Victory
Colors Aloft, For All To See
Oh How Faithful We'll Always Be
Oh True To The yellow and black

Wellington Zot
Wellington-Fight, Fight...

To Alma Mater We Sing
Long Let Our Praises Ring
Oh All Hail To Irvine

Wellington Phoenix Cosimo2011-07-06 06:48:47

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O3xGpnR1fIo

Anteaters are sooooo 2008.

But they're awesome enough to warrant a thread anyway. My contribution:

2008, 1880, 2800 - it's all the same. I don't follow trends, I just follow the truth.

This is a great thread. Keep them coming!

Not all the images are being loaded on my computer.... has this one been up yet?

Ha!!! Gold.

 

A mate of mine is coach at UCI...

More of a pangolin man myself.

That's what she said

Some wealthy folks from U.S.A,
Who lived near San Francisco Bay,
Possessed an only child called Roy,
A plump and unattractive boy �
Half-baked, half-witted and half-boiled,
But worst of all, most dreadfully spoiled.
Whatever Roy desired each day,
His father bought him right away �
Toy motorcars, electric trains,
The latest models aeroplanes,
A colour television-set,
A saxophone, a clarinet,
Expensive teddy-bears that talked,
And animals that walked and squawked.
That house contained sufficient toys
To thrill a half a million boys.
(As well as this young Roy would choose,
Two pairs a week of brand new shoes.)
And now he stood there shouting, "What
On earth is there I haven't got?
How hard to think of something new!
The choices are extremely few!"
Then added, as he scratched his ear,
"Hold it! I've got a good idea!
I think the next thing I must get
Should be a most peculiar pet �
The kind that no one else has got �
A giant ANT-EATER! Why not?"
As soon as father heard the news,
He quickly wrote to all the zoos,
"Dear Sirs," he said "My dear keepers,
Do any of you have ant-eaters?"
They answered by return of mail.
"Our ant-eaters are not for sale."
Undaunted, Roy's fond parent hurled
More messages across the world.
At last he found an Indian gent
(He lived near Delhi, in a tent),
Who said that he would sacrifice
His pet for an enormous price
(The price demanded if you please,
Was fifty thousand gold rupees).
The ant-eater arrived half-dead.
It looked at Roy and softly said,
"I'm famished. Do you think you could
Please give me just a little food?
A crust of bread, a bit of meat?
I haven't had a thing to eat
In all the time I was at sea,
For nobody looked after me."
Roy shouted, "No! No bread or meat!
Go and find some ants! They're what you eat!"
The starving creature crawled away.
It searched the garden night and day,
It hunted every inch of ground,
But not single and it found.
"Please give me food!" The creature cried,
"Go and find an ant!" The boy replied.
By chance, upon that very day,
Roy's father's sister came to stay �
A foul old hag of eighty-three
Whose name, it seems, was Dorothy.
She said to Roy come let us sit
Out in the sun and talk a bit."
Roy said, "I don't believe you've met
My new and most unusual pet?"
He pointed down among the stones
Where something lay, all skin and bones.
"Ant-eater!" He yelled. "Don't lie there Yawning!
This is my ant! Come say good-morning!"
(Some people in the U.S.A.
Have troubles with the words they say.
However hard they try, they can't
Pronounce a simple word like AUNT.
Instead of AUNT, they call it ANT,
Instead of CAN'T, they call it KANT.)
Roy yelled, "Come here you so-and-so!
My ant would like to say hello!"
Slowly, the creature raised its head.
D'you mean that that's an ant?" it said.
"Of course!" Cried Roy. "Ant Dorothy!
This ant is over eighty-three."
The creature smiled. Its tummy rumbled.
It licked its starving lips and mumbled,
"A giant ant! By Gosh, a winner!
At last I'll get a decent dinner!
No matter if it's eighty-three
If that's an ant, then it's for me!"
Then, taking very careful aim,
It pounced upon the startled dame.
It grabbed her firmly by the hair
And ate her up right then and there,
Murmuring as it chewed the feet,
"The largest ant I'll ever eat."
Meanwhile our hero Roy had sped
In terror to the pudding-shed.
And tried to make himself obscure
Behind a pile of horse-manure.
But ant-eater came sneaking in
(Already it was much less thin)
And said to Roy, "You little squirt,
I think I'll have you for dessert."

R. Dahl