If you mean “stand up on their hind legs to beg for a food that they want when you didn’t train them to do it and it’s absolutely adorable but kind of annoying,” yes, I call it “meerkatting.”
What kills me about this is that, during my recent trip to Poland, our group was given little bags of radishes as a snack… just like we might give out bags of baby carrots. I peeled my radishes and ate them like the responsible adult I am, but there were a lot of teenagers present, and subsequently there were a LOT of radishes crushed underfoot that day.
The radish under the stove may just dry out and mummify before it goes all cosanostra on you but under the refrigerator is a different story, under the sink would be worse than dancing with the Swamp Thing. Heck it may even put the toxic avenger off his burritos.
Just for fun, I write short messages using a Sharpie on the bananas I bring to work. They’re usually silly messages that are short enough to fit on a banana peel.
On today’s banana I decided to write “KNEEL BEFORE GENERAL ZOD!” I wrote this before I even looked at today’s BugMartini comic.
So my banana and BugMartini both mention General Zod today. What a cool coincidence!
Thinly sliced radishes with salt and pepper and balsamic vinegar make a great snack. Like a spicy turnip or a jicama with attitude. Don’t diss the radish, bugman. You can’t make coleslaw without radishes, or you shouldn’t. But like someone above mentioned, for gosh sakes don’t lose one under the fridge. Man. Rotten radish smells like burning skunk sweat.
Ooooh, radishes! My dog loves ’em. She even goes meerkat for them (or how do you funny americans translate „Männchen machen“?).
It’s possible you mean “beg”. It doesn’t sound right put straight into your sentence, but I think that’s probably the corresponding word.
If you mean “stand up on their hind legs to beg for a food that they want when you didn’t train them to do it and it’s absolutely adorable but kind of annoying,” yes, I call it “meerkatting.”
Well that is definitely a meerk-würdiger expression for it, but I like it.
Beg is the general term, but for that specific way of begging, I also call that meerkatting.
I’ve cried for a fallen burrito. And like I saw on a t-shirt once…a spilled beer is the adult equivalent of a child letting go of a helium balloon.
*gasp!* That is so true.
I can’t say anything about radishes (restraining order), but I can say that Brussels Sprouts are a favorite of vegan zombies.
Yes, vegan zombies are a thing. They are just as annoying as they sound.
Do they announce their veganism just randomly during a crowd rush as well?
Graaaaaiiiiinnns! Graaaaaains!
Perfect! 2 thumbs up!! 🙂
What kills me about this is that, during my recent trip to Poland, our group was given little bags of radishes as a snack… just like we might give out bags of baby carrots. I peeled my radishes and ate them like the responsible adult I am, but there were a lot of teenagers present, and subsequently there were a LOT of radishes crushed underfoot that day.
But… but… I *LOVE* radishes!
Yeah, but you can wash them off. Burritos get gravel in them. 😮
But how can you tell except maybe the roughage might do some good?
He truly was the weakest of all Sayins. :p
The radish under the stove may just dry out and mummify before it goes all cosanostra on you but under the refrigerator is a different story, under the sink would be worse than dancing with the Swamp Thing. Heck it may even put the toxic avenger off his burritos.
The radish comes from the floor. That’s its natural habitat. Of course no one is going to cry.
Yeah.
If you pick a dandelion and then throw it on the ground, have you littered?
Radishes aren’t that bad TBH. Now rutabagas… they can f**k off.
Banish the heathen!
OMG! Rutabagas are the devil!!!
Just for fun, I write short messages using a Sharpie on the bananas I bring to work. They’re usually silly messages that are short enough to fit on a banana peel.
On today’s banana I decided to write “KNEEL BEFORE GENERAL ZOD!” I wrote this before I even looked at today’s BugMartini comic.
So my banana and BugMartini both mention General Zod today. What a cool coincidence!
Thinly sliced radishes with salt and pepper and balsamic vinegar make a great snack. Like a spicy turnip or a jicama with attitude. Don’t diss the radish, bugman. You can’t make coleslaw without radishes, or you shouldn’t. But like someone above mentioned, for gosh sakes don’t lose one under the fridge. Man. Rotten radish smells like burning skunk sweat.
I love me some radishes. And I get super sad when I drop them
You know what’s really funny is that I just found an old Superman cartoon I had tucked away from 2014. Never mind, inside joke.
Growing radishes for Science has made me appreciate them more.