#hokey wolf and ding-a-ling

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Poetry Corner

One most unlikely dive jam: No less than the "new" CB Bears (having replaced the Perfume Wagon with a truck camper) crossing paths by chance with the Three Wolves (and the Divin' Wolf Pups as well) up at some northern Minnesota lake on a somewhat hazy Sunday afterlunch in summer.

And talk about killing an ennui-weighted Sunday: Ursines in company with lupines, the former relating bizarre detective misadventures with a sorry-looking used garbage truck seemingly held up with baler wire more than anything; the latter talking diving in most wondrous and most fascinating terms, experiences bound to cause arousal.

And it just so turns out that both species in this impromptu and spontaneous meeting decide to take up some diving themselves-- especially by deploying the game of fitting the gear underwater, the whole wearing themselves. Followed by the experience of the dive proper, the depth itself being about 30 feet maxima ... and what fascination is bound to ensue when bears and wolves get diving together, the sun managing to shine through the lake's waters down to a sugar-sand bottom!

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An ursine (and lupine) diver's dream, don't you think?

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" Liquid Gold " // © Dan Legend

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Postcards from Snagglepuss

So what was Christmas like among a diver's camp, and in the Bahamas even?

Rather interesting, to say the least.

Thankfully, the Jolly Roger's galley managed to survive intact in its new incarnation as the Diver's Delight, mobile headquarters of the Peter Potamus Magic Divers ... and it wasn't just the tradition-bound turkey and trims.

Conch stew, in a Bahamanian manner (Peter even picking up the recipe from contacts in Nassau), served as the appetizer course, with a little preparatory help from Wally Gator, Ol' Chuckleberry "himself," and yours truly. And what could get oh so aromatically tasty waiting for the turkey (and presumably, you're probably obvious about what such is bound to entail).

But still, even considering the Bahamas' British associations, never mind its independence in 1973, it was felt interesting to have some plum pudding in the classical English manner for the dessert. Steamed, even, right down to the brandy butter.

All in all, just filling enough to recognise that we were a little too full to go diving afterward, instead resting things off until sunset, when some rather lively snorkelling as the reef goes into the evening mode of such blacklit-looking wonder prevailed. What could have rounded out Christmas Day among a diver's camp all the better?

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At any rate, ye of the Hanna-Barbera persuasion, Snagglepuss would just like to use this chance opportunity to thank all of you taking stock of this now-twice-weekly feature of mine, enjoying such exploits fresh and wonderful bound to happen to such a nicer, if klutzy, mountain lion, laid-back Southern-type hound ... and the friends who manage to tag along.

As well as this blog whence these escapades appear, wherein much in the way of Hanna-Barbera Fandom is laid evident; I certainly hope you keep making such a welcoming part of the Hanna-Barberian experiences you manage to keep in your routine.

"Thank you for your support," even ... and 2024 promises much in the way of further escapades. Especially as this year sees its tenth anniversary therefor, even!

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Postcards from Snagglepuss

So what's it like diving (and cleaning up) Avalon Bay?

AVALON, SANTA CATALINA ISLAND, CA: Just ask any of our diving contingents who joined in the Avalon Harbour Underwater Cleanup recently--Peter Potamus' Magic Divers, the Divin' Wolf Pups or even the Catalina Diving Clowder (which had a sort of glam factor not even the Bratz could emulate)--and they'll acknowledge as much the ecstasy of the experience as the willingness to do good.

But without being weighted down by demands from censors at the networks for something "healthy" or "nutritive," even; heavens to William Wrigley! At least it wasn't the Laff-a-Lympics redone. But believe you me, with such company rather interesting as we manage to come along with, and with the proceeds going to the Two Harbors Hyperbaric Chamber, at least it's doing good without such being forced down our necks.

The which came up in an "after-the-dive" luncheon at a campy little bar in Avalon off Crescent Avenue, the main drag therefor, Huck and I had with Peter Potamus. In answer to a question Huckleberry "himself" posed about how predictable the refuse collected from Avalon Bay could get, Peter responded, "Pshaw! I assume you still recall when Lippy and I found that iron bedframe ..."

"We still do," we remarked.

"But at any rate, while you may still find a lot of wallets with cash, credit and debit cards in the harbour, consider where mobile phones loaded with e-payment wallet apps--Apple Pay, Google Pay, Samsung Pay, Venmo, PayPal--and likely still having active balances managed to turn up. And for some reason, those Divin' Wolf Pups found at least five such mobiles between them, though they managed to resist the temptation of trying to use such apps, knowing they eventually had to be turned in as part of the haul."

"Certainly, though, Peter," Huck remarked, "I suppose such who still had balances on those e-pay plans will likely get their balances intact with a new mobile so replacing."

"Let's hope so." (Short pause while Peter took his lunch.) "And as for those Clowder gals, how irresistable could their appearance get?"

"I just hope," saith I, "they weren't asked to leave the cleanup for 'causing a needless distraction.'"

"Wherever did that notion come from, Snag?! Of that dive contingent feline, boys, Sabrina managed to turn in some kinky-looking fishnet stockings and a pair of garters, winning the prize for Weirdest Items Collected. Never mind their suggestive nature ... and Jayne collected nine wallets or billfolds, a money clip as still had over a thousand dollars in same, four mobile phones, an iPad and six gold coins, two of which were half-ounce Mexican Centenarios!"

"Though I have to admit what Jayne hauled," Huckleberry Hound remarked, "certainly took the cake for most items found."

"By our contingents. But for sheer luck, consider what Lola and Jessamaine from the Diving Clowder discovered: Three briefcases in all, contents to be determined as they were locked and secured when thrown overboard ... I just hope espionage isn't at serious play!"

"How about sending in Super Snooper and Blabbermouse to examine the contents?" asked Huck.

"One of the judges at the Harbour Cleanup, in taking note of the briefcases found, mentioned that Los Angeles County Sheriffs' agents will likely examine and take action. Catalina is technically under the Sheriffs' Office's jurisdiction for law enforcement ends."

"Presumably including possible contraband," said I.

"Rather likely" was all Peter could add.

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trick or treat! 👻

Ding-a-Ling from "Hokey Wolf and Ding-a-Ling"

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14/?? Childhood TV Shows You Should Watch

Title: Hokey Wolf

Seasons: 3

Episodes: 28

Run Time: 7 mins

Original Air Date: September 11, 1960 - December 1, 1961

Synopsis: [This was a segment in the Huckleberry Hound show]

The shorts follows the everyday misadventures of its protagonist, Hokey Wolf, and his small companion Ding-A-Ling Wolf, through their typical con-artist routines of getting what they need in their daily lives. Hokey would usually try to fool different characters with food-stealing schemes and/or find a place to stay without cost, only for most of these tricks to backfire on him in one way or another.

My Rating: 5/10

My reasoning:

Okay, hear me out, I do like this show. I know I gave it a low middle rating though. I have my reasons though. It is a very short show running only about 7 minutes long. That means there isn't time for like actual plot or story, it's mostly just shenanigans; which is entertaining to an extent. Sometimes, it is nice to just watch something that you don't have to think about too much or use brain power to understand. I'm not super fond of really short shows though, it feels more like tiktoks that way. [I guess tiktok has always kinda been around haha just in a different way, if you think about it.]

I also vaguely remember this show having a lot more controversial material, but I could be remembering that wrong.

Either way, I think you should check it out for yourself and maybe you will enjoy it. If nothing else it's a nice little entertaining rest for your brain for a few minutes. Especially if you have a short attention span.

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Hokey Wolf (and Ding-A-Ling) expressions and poses that caught my eye.

Episode: Sick Sense

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Looks like we're heading off to the lake with the Three Wolves and the Divin' Wolf Pups....

[zanybohbot]

Jellystone Characters' Age HC (As Of 2021)

Yogi Bear - 43 (Born in February 8th 1978)

Boo Boo Bear - 37 (Born in February 10th 1984)

Cindy Bear - 45 (Born in February 9th 1976)

Huckleberry Hound - 43 (Born in August 16th 1978)

Mr. Jinks - 43 (Born in October 7th 1977)

Snagglepuss - 40 (Born in July 11th 1981)

Doggie Daddy - 40 (Born in April 22nd 1981)

Augie Doggie - 11 (Born in January 24th 2010)

Shag Rugg - 12 (Born in July 8th 2009)

Yakky Doodle - 11 (Born in January 11th 2010)

Jabberjaw - 28 (Born in October 9th 1992)

Loopy De Loop - 37 (Born in April 15th 1984)

Magilla Gorilla - 32 (Born in July 14th 1989)

Mildew Wolf - 37 (Born in January 10th 1984)

El Kabong - 41 (Born in January 23rd 1980)

Bobbie Looey - 23 (Born in February 11th 1998)

Squiddly Diddly - 32 (Born in April 14th 1989)

Wally Gator - 37 (Born in April 12th 1984)

Chopper - 49 (Born in March 7th 1972)

Lippy The Lion - 76 (Born in August 12th 1945)

Hardy Har Har - 76 (Born in August 11th 1945)

Top Cat - 29 (Born in March 8th 1992)

Benny The Ball - 23 (Born in February 14th 1998)

Fancy Fancy - 32 (Born in June 29th 1989)

Choo Choo - 26 (Born in March 16th 1995)

Spooky - 26 (Born in July 6th 1995)

Brain - 25 (Born in February 5th 1996)

Grape Ape - 26 (Born in January 8th 1995)

Fleegle Beegle - 46 (Born in February 13th 1975)

Drooper - 49 (Born in April 7th 1972)

Bingo - 42 (Born in February 12th 1979)

Snorky - 43 (Born in July 26th 1978)

Yippee - 46 (Born in March 7th 1975)

Yappee - 46 (Born in December 14th 1974)

Yahooey - 44 (Born in April 7th 1977)

Touche Turtle - 43 (Born in August 26th 1978)

Peter Potamus - 43 (Born in April 16th 1978)

King - 35 (Born in November 4th 1985)

Skids - 25 (Born in July 5th 1996)

Yuka Yuka - 26 (Born in January 8th 1995)

Big H - 35 (Born in February 18th 1986)

Clyde - 25 (Born in March 5th 1996)

Ruff - 13 (Born in June 4th 2008)

Reddy - 13 (Born in July 5th 2008)

Lambsy - 14 (Born in December 6th 2006)

Pixie & Dixie - 13 (Both Born in April 10th 2008)

Characters Who Weren't In It As Much

Ding-A-Ling Wolf - 42 (Born in January 15th 1979)

Hokey Wolf - 45 (Born in August 9th 1976)

Bristle Hound - 43 (Born in February 12th 1978)

For @jishidema, it's your turn!

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Imagine this dime-novel potboiler redone Funtastically, with a light-hearted touch in the bargain (especially when the Three Wolves are the treasure-seekers and such involves missing bonds and other papers caught up in an airliner crash some years before):

(Incidentally, 1,000 fathoms is 6,000 feet deep at the generally-recognised rate of six feet to the fathom. That would make things a little over a mile deep underwater, doubtless requiring special diving gear for such depths like rebreathers. However, for the sake of this concept, the milieu would likely be somewhere in northern Minnesota's lakes country, and more conventional SCUBA gear would prevail. Not to mention having the Divin' Wolf Pups in on the exercise.)

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I did one Hanna-Barbera wolf, why not the others? Hokey's not nearly as unusual as Loopy, but he's still a good design.

Also, Ding-a-ling's cute.

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Hopefully with the Three Wolves and the Divin' Wolf Pups on a diver's holiday most wonderful. Especially if based on a sleep-on pontoon.

Sunrise at the lake.

[dinathehannablueyfan]

“The Amulets” Promo

First row: Magilla Gorilla, Peter potamous, Dum-Dum, and Touché Turtle

Second row: Choo-Choo, Top cat, Benny the ball, and Fancy-Fancy

Third row: Augie Doggie, Doggie Daddy, Huckleberry Hound, and Snagglepuss

Forth row: Paw Rugg, Lippy the Lion, Ding-a-ling Wolf, and Hokey Wolf

Fifth row: QuickDraw McGraw, Baba Looey, Reddy, and Lulubelle

EVEN I’M EXCITED TO WRITE THIS FANFIC!!! :D

[iheartgod175]

Speaking of the Cerulean Avenger…

I now have a few more ideas of how this story would go, thanks to watching Date a Live for the past week!

I’m working on how Droop-a-Long will fit into this story. He’ll kinda be like this story’s Shido Itsuka, minus the harem elements, lol. And because he’s going to be this story’s Shido, well, he’s gonna be put through the ringer a bit in this story. But that’s for another post!

@blazing-shadows has been really helpful in creating a few of the ideas for Ricochet and Huck’s beef in this universe, but I had a few ideas of my own. It started because Huck killed Ricochet’s sister, Rose, during a mission, and in retaliation, he killed Huck’s first wife, Clementine, when the hound endangered Mireya, Ric’s last link to Rose. This would fully cement their vitriol and hatred for each other. However, as with most things, Rose’s death and Clementine’s murder weren’t exactly cut and dry. In fact, these were outright planned. I took some inspiration from Honkai, DaL and Star Fox: Assault.

In this universe, Rose and her husband Isaiah lived longer and had a happy marriage, raising Mireya together until she was about 5 years old. She was a close friend of Hokey Wolf, whom she had helped turn his life around, especially once he discovered he had a son, Ding-a-Ling. Unlike most of the people, she knew of the Celestials (this story’s version of Spirits), and had heard of their incredible power—she had initially given Huck his code name, “Avenger”, after witnessing him exacting vengeance on a murderer—but had the belief that they should be regarded as people rather than as enemies or playthings. While Hokey initially shared this belief, Ding-a-Ling’s gruesome death at the hands of a rogue Celestial twisted his mind with grief and it gave him the notion that he could cheat death—he just needed a Celestial’s power to do it. His obsession with both finding the “Celestial of Origin” and to obtain their powers concerned Rose, but he assured her that this was nothing to worry about and he wasn’t doing anything illegal.

Her concerns were heightened when she discovered that Hokey was ordering Huck to kill rogue Celestials in order to harvest their Imperium Crystals—the source of their incredible power—in order to use them to gain enough power to resurrect his son and avenge his death. Even worse, Hokey’s missions were layered in a way that Huck wouldn’t feel bad about doing so, taking advantage of Huck’s desire to bring the guilty to justice and stating that these rogue Celestials were beyond saving. Rose attempted to warn Huck and expose the truth, but not only did Hokey thwart her attempt, but also infused her with an Imperium Crystal in order to forcibly turn her into his personal servant. It backfired horribly when Rose’s body and soul rejected it, causing her to start going berserk.

Her last words to Ricochet—who hadn’t received his powers yet— were to tell her husband and daughter that she loved them.

Her last words to Huck—who had been told of a “failed experiment” going berserk in the labs—was a final request to kill her before she went completely berserk, as she didn’t want to be an accomplice to “that fiend”. With a heavy heart, Huck carried out her request.

And Ricochet, who watched her die, vowed then and there that he would make it his life’s mission to end Huck’s life. He sought power as destructive as Huck’s and would get it from Hokey, who used the same destructive Crystal that had taken Rose’s life to give Ricochet his “soul reaping” ability. While he initially played on the rabbit’s grief and rage, the wolf’s true reason for this was so he could use his power—specifically, if and when Ricochet underwent an Inversion.

Unfortunately for Hokey, both Ricochet and Huckleberry Hound had outside forces to keep both of them stable and from undergoing said Inversions, which pissed him off. So he decided to speed up the process by killing Desert Flower—who Huck met years later and was starting to open his heart towards—and Droop-a-Long Coyote in front of Huck, Ricochet and Drag-a-Long, Droop’s brother. Huck’s Inversion form nearly levels the city and killed the population of Jellystone…which would bring about Yogi’s desire for revenge.

So yeah. You can thank Hokey Wolf for the insanity that Huck and Ricochet go through in this story, folks.

And one more thing. Yesterday, I was scrolling through some Looney Tunes fan art, and I got hit with an idea:

I had a funny idea to make this a Hanna-Barbera/Looney Tunes crossover, with inspiration from Date a Live (and probably taking elements from that Lippy and Hardy story that I was working on). I got to thinking if Bugs Bunny was like Huck and Ricochet, in that he’d be like this world’s version of a Spirit.

The reason I got to thinking that was that his code name would be something badass, like “Warmonger”, inspired by his famous phrase, “Of course you realize, this means war.” In the story itself, he’d probably be close to his canon self—real easygoing and friendly, doesn’t take BS from anybody, and is cool under pressure until someone does something to REALLY piss him off. And then he’ll get his revenge in any way he sees fit.

Warmonger vs the Reaper (Ricochet) would be one heck of a fight. I love this version of Ricochet, but my money’s going on my boy Bugs.

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Last sighting of Hokey Wolf and his sidekick, Ding-a-Ling, before they fell into a nuclear waste site.

Five minutes later, they mutated into two anthropomorphic cats with New York accents.