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Meanwhile, imagine The Banana Splits facing the Cattanooga Cats on Family Feud sometime!

Noone ever talks about the Teen Titans Go Family Feud episode. I thought it was really funny!

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So imagine the Hair Bear Bunch in this sort of milieu otherwise known as their Secret Surf and Dive Spot, meditating on their ursine love lives:

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Pretty much a Hanna-Barberian Funtastic approach, especially in the summetime:

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A few moments of fun with George and Joey, the Bungle Brothers

GEORGE BUNGLE, playing it straight: Uh, Joey--? JOEY BUNGLE, sheepishly playing the comic foil: Yes, George--? GEORGE BUNGLE: Would it surprise you to learn that "The Cheese Lifestyle" is not the name of some cheese shop in Wisconsin?! JOEY BUNGLE: Who said that it was, to begin with?

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Angolo della poesia (that's Italian for "Poetry Corner")

We can just imagine Huckleberry Hound hosting quite an interesting gathering (and slightly on the intimate side, know) at some half-baked Italian restaurant, maybe a bit of the hole-in-the-wall sort, of many of his Funtastic cronies for a rather interesting dinner.

The rationale, shouldst thou ask? "Braccobaldo." Which is the Italian name for That Oh So Merry, Chuckleberry, Huckleberry Hound (as his theme song otherwise reminds us). The point not lost upon Huckleberry and Clementine, essentially hosts of the dinner as much as the eatery ultimately handling all.

Never mind that the dinner is largely minestrone, spaghetti with Bolognese sauce, breadsticks and garlic toast, blood orange or lemon soda (in the Italian manner, with fruit juices and the local acqua minerale) and, for dessert, zuppa inglese and espresso.

Never mind that while "zuppa inglese" may translate as "English soup," Huck explains that such is more of a rich custard cake. "Amusing," Clementine remarks, "how the Italians come up with amusing dessert names, like 'gelato' for the local ice cream--which sounds like 'gelatin,' but has a smoothness all its own."

Not quite lost for the translation, shall we say?

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Following a rather fascinating dive session featuring Peter Potamus' nephew Patrick somewhere in Polynesia Uncharted (all the while naked as Nature intended):

A ROMANTICALLY-INCLINED POLYNESIAN GAL, rather stunned and fasinated: I couldn't help but notice while we were diving just now just how graceful you moved about in the water! PATRICK POTAMUS, whimsically modest in his own way: May I just say you moved about gracefully as well! ROMANTICALLY-INCLINED POLYNESIAN GAL: Out of curiosity, just how is it that your kind can actually dive like you do? PATRICK POTAMUS: It's just in our nature, I have to admit. Not to mention the inspiration of a rather interesting uncle like Peter Potamus; I assume you know about him.... ROMANTICALLY-INCLINED POLYNESIAN GAL: You mean THE Peter Potamus? PATRICK POTAMUS: Who else? [Whereupon the pair giggle the thing off and Patrick starts discovering how natural sexuality can be in the Polynesian manner with his dive mate]

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So whom among the Funtastically-inclined could be imagined wearing (even in public appearances) pendants such as these on occasion:

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Just picture this:

Knowing where Captain Caveman and Taffy happen to be rather close romantically (and, in a way, sexually), it'd be interesting to see how Taffy reacts sexually to The Slag Brothers (Rock and Gravel), who are likely cousins of Cavey.

And what sort of sex they'd likely extend to Taffy.

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Now THIS will make for some interesting meatloaf from Augie Doggie and Doggie Daddy:

Not only using one of those grease-trapping pans, but also topping said meatloaf with Daddie's Sauce rather than ketchup for an interesting flavour take.

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Could you just imagine the Three Wolves (and, in a way, the Divin' Wolf Pups) in a houseboat such as this on some lake in northern Minnesota for a summer's diving vacation?

Or how about Honey and Sis being imagined pulling off some surprise shortwave worldcasts in much the same general locale, managing to be received wholesale in especially the Southern Hemisphere?

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Dear Drooper:

What would your dream sleepover date be like with a fan chosen at random from the audience at one of your concerts?

You wouldn't be interested in knowing as much, at least for now.

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No doubt sure to be imagined as the members' quarters of Peter Potamus' Magic Divers at their La Jolla retreat and practice base:

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I assume this could include Hanna-Barbera's pantheon of Funtastics, the which is worthy of discussion through reblogging.

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Magilla Gorilla headcannon

Imagine Magilla "himself" ordering a banana split of the "old school" sort from a soda fountain, equally of the "old school" ... with the waitress explaining that The Banana Splits were paying for all banana split orders for the day, with Magilla remarking "Thank Bingo especially for me the next time he comes around ... I assume he still remembers that arm wrestling match setup when I was doing a supermarket appearance for Niedermeyr's Sasparilla!"

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Outside some second-rate arena otherwise home to notoriously short boxing matches

RATSO, noticing the "CANCELLED" strip in front of posters otherwise announcing a series of boxing matches therein: Geez, Dirty, they've cancelled our favourite distraction all of a sudden! And you wonder why that could be?! DIRTY DAWG, trying to find some rationality in the whole: Have you considered where the State Boxing Commissioners have essentially shut down the whole promotion after so many matches ending rather quickly-- RATSO, rejoindering: --usually in the very first round?

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We'd certainly like to see--

Peter Potamus' nephews and/or nieces on a dive in their own right, essentially discovering their own utter fascination for the diving experience ...

The Banana Splits' CoolBus having a caveat on the door warning overzealous fans approaching same against being too close lest their "being slapped so hard Google won't be able to find you" (but otherwise being receptive to fans in the right sort of way) ...

During a mating season orgy session, Hair Bear somehow gets a little too overzealous in his ejaculatory zeal to the point of his seed leaking out of her vagina big time during the climax ...

The Three Wolves, divers extraordinaire in their own right, being somewhat spontaneously spotted during an otherwise routine visit to some dive shop to have their gear checked and air tanks looked over by rather crazed diving buffs themselves, even requesting autographs and selfies ...

Most unlikely trial ground for Bungle Brothers routines: In some biscuit sandwich shop around Lake of the Ozarks, trying not to taunt the customers all the while (especially early risers) ...

The Ultimate in Poor Timing: Quick Draw McGraw passing some serious flatus at the same time he's attempting the ultimate in bizarre trick shots ...

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It seems the Leakin' Lena has nothing on the Three Wolves, especially where diving comes into the equation

Aboard a rather picayune-looking dive boat off the Florida Keys close to some second-rate Spanish treasure wreck could be found no less than such lupine divers as Loopy De Loop (and his nephew Bon-Bon), Hokey Wolf (and his boon compadre, Ding-a-Ling) and Mildew Wolf with a common interest expressed thus by Hokey in conversation with Ding:

HOKEY WOLF, rather excitedly: Now, Ding, you won't believe what sort of treasure could be awaiting us--and the spoils such could be generating, TRAVEL! ROMANCE!! EXCITEMENT!! And believe you me, I have quite the hunch that serious underwater treasure AWAITS US BIG TIME!! DING-A-LING, trying to be cautious about it: Geez, Hokey, I never knew wolves like us could be excited about seeking treasure! HOKEY WOLF: Let alone the prospect of mermaids trying to protect such a hoard and scaring us off in the process....

Which had Mildew Wolf remarking, with snark inherent, "Somehow, this wolf cannot wait to be in the romantic clutches of a mermaid when all is said and done--underwater!"

Loopy De Loop, still insisting his being "ze good wolf" could make all the difference with a mermaid, was quick to add in his French-Canadian goloss that any mermaids they likely encounter in the dive will probably be the sort which his charm can manage to tame, which had nephew Bon-Bon asking in his inevitable snarky manner, "How exactly are you expecting to charm mermaids, Uncle Loopy, when about the only mermaids we saw were at--"

"I can guess what you're meaning, my little Whippet cake of wit," Loopy was quick to ponder. "Now, mon amis, if we can just get started decking out for the dive...."

Which was bound to be rather natural for the most part, considering where the lupine dive party were bound to be wearing themselves alongside their SCUBA gear, GoPro headbands, flashlights--and plenty of curiosity, not just the underwater sort. Curiosity which was bound to become obvious once the descent to the wreck, some five fathoms down from the surface and bound to have been encrusted big time in coral for nearly five centuries, was underway.

Especially between the legs of our lupine dive party, still envious in a desire for some piece of sunken Spanish treasure unlikely to have been captured all this time ... and which got to be reinforced by Mildew Wolf spotting a party of mermaids swimming towards the sea wolves, requiring attempts at evasive moves which, underwater, were bound to get rather crazy considering the legendary desire mermaids have for romance.

Hardly what I was going to expect was the thought uppermost on Hokey Wolf's mind on first spotting the mermaid party coming towards them, and hot on their bodies, especially where Hokey was facing the prospect of a serious underwater wet dream ensuing, as had at least two of the younger mermaids in the party. But for some reason, the Divin' Wolf Pups, Bon-Bon and Ding-a-Ling, couldn't resist the mermaidic attraction, such somewhat stunning their mentors and yet managing to let resistance to mermaidic desire for sea wolf-type love, aggravated by their juvenile curiosity about things sexual, float off in the deep. But still, no less than four of the mermaidic party encouraged such fascination, and boy, things for the two couldn't have turned out more fascinating as youthful lupine sexual curiosity discovered itself.

Meanwhile, on Hokey's part, stunned disbelief crept all over his body as what amounted to the leader of such a mermaid pack grabbed him by the shoulders as if to say What's the idea of you sea wolves not giving us mermaids some respect, seeking out treasure as if you were outright attention jerks? Mildew, for his part, approached by a sex-starved mermaid, was wondering in his mind why mermaids would be rather jealous of treasure seekers to the extent of guarding treasure hoards ensnared in the deep after all these years.

And for Loopy ... just the mermaid's sight of a sea wolf in dive gear looking somewhat suave and sophisticated was enough to send envy segueing into ecstasy into her as "ze good wolf" sought to release his own Inner Need, and release it seriously. How much ejaculate exactly did Loopy De Loop manage to gush forth into such a charm-struck mermaid, even if wet wolf fur against bare flesh in mermaidic form was an unlikely sort of feeling to be imagined. (The sight of which was bound to amuse Bon-Bon and Ding-a-Ling as much as their youthful underwater merorgy.)

Well ... to put it simply, sensual desire on the part of jealous mermaids otherwise guarding a somewhat esoteric Spanish treasure wreck off the Keys was enough to distract the wolves' desire from the original such of seeking out treasure. In fact, as Mildew Wolf explained it over a shandy of sun tea and hibiscus ginger ale soon after returning to the dive boat, "We wolves came to look for treasure, only to find jealous mermaids looking for love!"

"And a rather fascinating underwater sort of love, at that!" as Loopy De Loop chimed in.

"Ahhh ... such is the fascination of youth to imagine being in the company of mermaids," as Ding-a-Ling exclaimed, "and to actually experience what mermaids were really looking for!" he could be heard speaking almost dreamily. Bon-Bon could be pictured breathing heavily, still thinking about such underwater love proving so--well, let's just say the Divin' Wolf Pups had an interesting dive experience combined with life lesson.

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