"WolfieToons" are for adults who enjoy playful erotic spanking cartoons; If that isn't you, best keep surfing. And if you are under eighteen-- Scram, Kid!
Because he's a helluva fella, Michael (of BLOSSOM AND THORN)sent me an e-mail asking, "Your last post was on Valentine's Day-- are you and your family all right?"
Mike's a good friend, and the short answer is, yes!
But it does raise the question-- WHERE'S WOLFIE?!
(Click on the pictures below to see!)
Maybe he's just with the folks at the local theater, checking out the new 3D releases!
Perhaps he's in Rome at what wonderful Springrose calls "The Pope Pickin' Party!"
He might be out with the gang anticipating March Madness?
It's very possible for him to be among the beach crowd for Spring Break, sketching Research Bikini Pictures!
Maybe he's the one who cried, "LOOK! Up in the SKY!" and got everybody all overexcited about a bird or a plane.
There's not enough material for me to try to make Wolfie Cartoon Sales explode by faking my own death, so the dull reality is I've been attending to normal, happy, but time-consuming matters at home and at work, and there have been computer problems that make doing almost anything online take a terribly troubling amount of effort and time. Hopefully those will be corrected soon!
It seems the worst is over for everyone "Nemo" belted over the weekend, and as all the power comes back on and everyone gets dug out, some restorative cold humor:
This week's new WolfieToon at"DISCIPLINE & DESIRE" features a fella who seems to have snow clue at all. Plus, you might find some tales to intrigue you!
There have occasionally been other WolfieToon writers! In fact, "D&D" editor Reesa Roberts had a contest once, and the winners got free stuff! This was the Third Place Entry.
My buddy who signed himself "Charlie Tunasheart" suggested several cartoons over the years, like this one:
So if you have a favorite fantasy or idea, I'm always open to suggestions. Hope you enjoy the offerings over at "D&D" this week, too!
So what is the actual name of that billowy garment associated with harem girls and belly dancers? Harem Pants? Turkish Trousers? Genie Jeans? I am uncultured and do not know. Nevertheless, they are almost featured in this week's WolfieToon at "Discipline & Desire!"
And on that note-- did Jeannie just get a swat on her beautiful bottom?!
Well, no, not really! Sorry! Those pics are from the first season episode, "Jeannie and the Marriage Caper," after Captain (rank is correct) Nelson had shoved his Japanese Houseboy (Jeannie in disguise) away from the table via an elbow to the hip before he/she said something compromising to his fiance (!) and her father.
And changing channels, here's young Diana Rigg as Emma Peel, undercover without much cover in "The Avengers" episode "Honey For the Prince.."
As she is shuffled off to the Harem, Emma hitches up those Turkish Trousers before they have to reshoot the scene for mid-1960's American TV:
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Now I forgot what I was writing...
Writing, oh, yeah! There are some fine stories over at ""D & D"this week. with some favorites who have been away returning! Enjoy!
I bet you remember the first few times in your very early years that you saw some spanking on a cartoon show and thought, "Huh!"
So, the Spankin' Cowboy in the week's "DISCIPLINE & DESIRE" WolfieToon isn't just any Spankin' Cowboy-- he's a Kansas City Star!!
Y'see, Kids, back in the Olden Days of Only-Three-Channel, Mostly-Black-And-White Television, there were live (and taped) local children's programs, usually on weekdays after school, that followed the format established by Buffalo Bob and Howdy Doody when the Medium was newer: A Cowboy, or a Clown, or a Sailor, or Somesuch Host who cavorted with Puppet and People Sidekicks, doing live commercials with a studio audience of kids, and showing cartoons!
There were several I really liked. One of 'em actually did come on TV grinnin' and wearin' pistols and a hat! He wasn't a Kansas City Star, though, but was a hit in Oklahoma City whom we got to see while visiting the grandparents in the 60's. His name was Foreman Scotty,
and the unique appeal of his show was that besides the cartoons and studio bits, he'd show the adventures he had with his fellow ranch-hands, kinda like a lower-budget version of Gene Autry or Roy Rogers.
But possibly my favorite was Kitirik on KTRK, Channel 13, when we lived in Houston, Texas. Channel 13's logo-mascot was a black cat (get it?) and so their afternoon kids' show host, whose name came from their call letters, was a woman in a cat costume: a wimple with ears, drawn-on whiskers, black leotard and gloves, a tail, and fishnet nose. Now, she never went Julie Newmar with this; she was never sly, sultry and slinky, just fun, your playful big kitty buddy. However, I'm sure the fathers who were home at that hour never minded peering at her over their papers.
They don't do this sort of thing these days because the Federal Communications Commission and their bosses decided that hapless children are unduly influenced to buy crap promoted by TV People, but mostly because owners of local stations would have to spend money to do it.
Anyhow, while watching these programs all those years ago, studying and honing my humor for my own cartooning career, I noticed that nearly every big cartoon star at some point spanked and / or got spanked: Felix the Cat, Woody Woodpecker, Popeye, Porky Pig, Daffy Duck, and even Bugs Bunny! Of course, a lot of "one shot" or "limited" characters wound up with their ends up, too.
It never ever failed to grab my attention, but I began to feel it was disappointingly unfair that there were never any female characters getting spanked!
For instance, you could count on Little Audrey winding up over someone's knee pretty frequently in the comics, but I never saw it in the animated cartoons! There was the time she dreamed the fish sizzled her seat for a few seconds in the "eel-lecric chair," which pushed a couple of buttons...
I think it was Hermione who referred to Audrey and similar little girl characters as "white-bottomed cherubs!" Maybe it would have been crossing a line to enjoy their fanny-whapping just a little too much? Perhaps the owners of paddled po-pos should be a bit older, say, at least Tinker Bell's age...
or like the young woman in the Hanna-Barbera "Speed Buggy" TV cartoon who got her butt buzzed by a bee!
Well, here's a dandy batch of stills that you may not have already seen. They're from one of the better versions of the story of "The Three Bears," a 1935 "Comicolor" cartoon done by animation pioneer and Mickey Mouse's co-creator, Ub Iwerks!
Near the climax, the bear family is chasing invader Goldie through the house and they all tumble into the closet. In the ensuing fracas, Papa Bear thinks he's caught the culprit in the dark! But as the door opens again, we see that he hasn't.
So Mama Bear clocks him, and the seat of Goldilocks' Minnie Mouse patched panties appears to be in grave peril. (SPOILER: She escapes.)
The whole thing is on YouTube if ya wanna see it-- just click HERE!
Yes, you read that right. I ran across this gem in the book "Weird History" by John Richard Stephens, and do recommend the book.
Stephens notes the unspeakable things they were doing and saying to children and others regarding "self-love," and compares Twain to Lenny Bruce in that he used ribald humor to make a statement about society. I've procured a copy online, and share it here for your edification and enjoyment.
Some Thoughts on the Science of Onanism
A speech delivered to the Stomach Club,
a society of American writers and artists,
Paris, 1879
by Mark Twain
MY GIFTED PREDECESSOR HAS WARNED you against the "social evil --- adultery." In his able paper he exhausted that subject; he left absolutely nothing more to be said on it. But I will continue his good work in the cause of morality by cautioning you against that species of recreation called self-abuse to which I perceive you are much addicted. All great writers on health and morals, both ancient and modern, have struggled with this stately subject; this shows its dignity and importance. Some of these writers have taken one side, some the other. Homer, in the second book of the Iliad says with fine enthusiasm, "Give me masturbation or give me death." Caesar, in his Commentaries, says, "To the lonely it is company; to the forsaken it is a friend; to the aged and to the impotent it is a benefactor. They that are penniless are yet rich, in that they still have this majestic diversion." In another place this experienced observer has said, "There are times when I prefer it to sodomy." Robinson Crusoe says, "I cannot describe what I owe to this gentle art." Queen Elizabeth said, "It is the bulwark of virginity." Cetewayo, the Zulu hero, remarked, "A jerk in the hand is worth two in the bush." The immortal Franklin has said, "Masturbation is the best policy." Michelangelo and all of the other old masters--"old masters," I will remark, is an abbreviation, a contraction --- have used similar language. Michelangelo said to Pope Julius II, "Self-negation is noble, self-culture beneficent, self-possession is manly, but to the truly great and inspiring soul they are poor and tame compared with self-abuse." Mr. Brown, here, in one of his latest and most graceful poems, refers to it in an eloquent line which is destined to live to the end of time--"None knows it but to love it; none name it but to praise." Such are the utterances of the most illustrious of the masters of this renowned science, and apologists for it. The name of those who decry it and oppose it is legion; they have made strong arguments and uttered bitter speeches against it --- but there is not room to repeat them here in much detail. Brigham Young, an expert of incontestable authority, said, "As compared with the other thing, it is the difference between the lightning bug and the lightning." Solomon said, "There is nothing to recommend it but its cheapness." Galen said, "It is shameful to degrade to such bestial uses that grand limb, that formidable member, which we votaries of Science dub the Major Maxillary --- when they dub it at all --- which is seldom, It would be better to amputate the os frontis than to put it to such use." The great statistician Smith, in his report to Parliament, says, "In my opinion, more children have been wasted in this way than any other." It cannot be denied that the high antiquity of this art entitles it to our respect; but at the same time, I think its harmfulness demands our condemnation. Mr. Darwin was grieved to feel obliged to give up his theory that the monkey was the connecting link between man and the lower animals. I think he was too hasty. The monkey is the only animal, except man, that practices this science; hence, he is our brother; there is a bond of sympathy and relationship between us. Give this ingenuous animal an audience of the proper kind and he will straightway put aside his other affairs and take a whet; and you will see by his contortions and his ecstatic expression that he takes an intelligent and human interest in his performance. The signs of excessive indulgence in this destructive pastime are easily detectable. They are these: a disposition to eat, to drink, to smoke, to meet together convivially, to laugh, to joke and tell indelicate stories--and mainly, a yearning to paint pictures. The results of the habit are: loss of memory, loss of virility, loss of cheerfulness and loss of progeny. Of all the various kinds of sexual intercourse, this has the least to recommend it. As an amusement, it is too fleeting; as an occupation, it is too wearing; as a public exhibition, there is no money in it. It is unsuited to the drawing room, and in the most cultured society it has long been banished from the social board. It has at last, in our day of progress and improvement, been degraded to brotherhood with flatulence. Among the best bred, these two arts are now indulged only in private --- though by consent of the whole company, when only males are present, it is still permissible, in good society, to remove the embargo on the fundamental sigh. My illustrious predecessor has taught you that all forms of the "social evil" are bad. I would teach you that some of these forms are more to be avoided than others. So, in concluding, I say, "If you must gamble your lives sexually, don't play a lone hand too much." When you feel a revolutionary uprising in your system, get your Vendome Column down some other way --- don't jerk it down.
"Auld Lang Syne" used deliberately archaic language when the poem was new, but the sentiment itself remains always! May your new year improve vastly upon the last, and may you toast everything and everyone that made you who you are, sharing the compassion born of your sorrows and the joy that makes life worthwhile!
I think the lovely lady in this week's WolfieToon at "DISCIPLINE & DESIRE"is gonna want this ice, and not necessarily for the champagne.
Speaking of which...
Here's some auld advice that's appropriate-- if you're at a party and have the opportunity for hugging and kissing, keep BOTH hands free in case you wanna add a loving grope and smack!
And here's a celebration from New Year's Eve 2007! Phil "Overbarrel" thought it was hilarious that the guy in the back there is so hammered that he's spilling his drink down his front. I'd take credit for that, but in truth... I just didn't draw it right!
I haven't done much here lately, but this blog just passed an anniversary that I'll address soon! Meanwhile, enjoy the 'toons scattered here, all the way to the start, if you've patience to scroll and back-Blogger-- enjoy the new stories and snippets at "D & D"-- and enjoy your spankin' new year!
