Mr. Pickles: Farm and Airplane 6 Replies I’m finally getting caught up with photos. OMG—MOM?!? Mr. Pickles thinks airplanes are so CLIQUEY Mr. Pickles is already tired of looking out the window and wants to know when food will be served. Got some bad news for you, Mr. Pickles. (More photos at The Chicken Game Flickr Group, which everyone is welcome to join.) Share this: Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Tumblr Click to share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Tweet Related
Whimsy May 18, 2009 at 1:34 pm I would think that a closer representation of Mr. Pickles and his mom, um, Mrs. Pickles (?) would be a large pipecleaner. Though probably not as cute. Reply ↓
Kelsey May 18, 2009 at 1:35 pm I love that it looks like Elizabeth is trying to have a little convo with one of the chickens! Reply ↓
pseudostoops May 18, 2009 at 1:48 pm Hah! Mr. Pickles Meets His Mommy could be a children’s book classic. Reply ↓
Kathy May 19, 2009 at 12:53 pm I’d love to play the Chicken Game, but where do I get my own adorable Mr. Pickles? Reply ↓
Swistle May 19, 2009 at 1:21 pm They have them at craft stores like Michael’s pre-Easter. Probably not anymore—although maybe AWESOME CLEARANCES?? Reply ↓
Mairzy May 20, 2009 at 10:09 am Big hit with the under-five-foot crowd, as usual. Actually, the over-five-foot crowd laughed a lot, too. We Love Mr. Pickles. Reply ↓
I would think that a closer representation of Mr. Pickles and his mom, um, Mrs. Pickles (?) would be a large pipecleaner. Though probably not as cute.
I love that it looks like Elizabeth is trying to have a little convo with one of the chickens!
Hah! Mr. Pickles Meets His Mommy could be a children’s book classic.
I’d love to play the Chicken Game, but where do I get my own adorable Mr. Pickles?
They have them at craft stores like Michael’s pre-Easter. Probably not anymore—although maybe AWESOME CLEARANCES??
Big hit with the under-five-foot crowd, as usual. Actually, the over-five-foot crowd laughed a lot, too. We Love Mr. Pickles.