#homeward bound warners

[madelynartz]

I’ll be honest-

I haven’t opened up AO3 in months- due to a lack of time, energy and interest.

But just now I still see people have commented on HWBWarners, even this month. Even after the show has ended.

And idk it has me feeling things :’)

So thank you very much for sticking with it, even though it’s slow going ❤️

#waaahhh #mads speaks #homeward bound warners #hwbwarners #I’m really happy y’all like it still #it gives me a boost of motivation to start writing for it again in earnest #I miss going crazy and just writing out a whole chapter in a day ahfhsjfjdjd

[capricorn-0mnikorn]

Another favorite sea song, and one of my favorite renditions (amateur shanty club)

(I'm sorry the channel owner disallowed video playback outside of YouTube; there are no captions)

Lyrics (based on the singing of Jeff Warner) [Source]

It’s a damn tough life full of toil and strife we whalemen undergo, We don’t give a damn when the gale is done how hard the winds did blow. We’re homeward bound, ’tis a grand ol’ sound with a good ship taut and free, We don’t give a damn when we drink our rum with the girls of old Maui.

Chorus Rolling down to old Maui, me boys Rolling down to old Maui We’re homeward bound from the Arctic ground Rolling down to old Maui

Once more we sail with a Northerly gale through the ice, and wind, and rain, And them coconut fronds and them tropical lands we soon shall see again. Six hellish months have passed away in the cold Kamchatka sea But now we’re bound from the Arctic ground rolling down to old Maui.

Chorus Rolling down to old Maui, me boys Rolling down to old Maui We’re homeward bound from the Arctic ground Rolling down to old Maui

Once more we sail with the Northerly gale towards our Island home, Our mainmast sprung and our whaling done and we ain’t got far to roam. Our stans’l booms is carried away, what care we for that sound, A living gale is after us, thank God we’re homeward bound

Chorus Rolling down to old Maui, me boys Rolling down to old Maui We’re homeward bound from the Arctic ground Rolling down to old Maui

How soft the breeze from the island trees now the ice is far astern, And them native maids and them island glades is awaiting our return. Even now their big, black eyes look out hoping some fine day to see, Our baggy sails running ’fore the gales rolling down to old Maui.

Chorus Rolling down to old Maui, me boys Rolling down to old Maui We’re homeward bound from the Arctic ground Rolling down to old Maui (Repeat -- with gusto)

#favorite songs #fo'c'sle shanty #whaling song #by game of “telephone” from a poem written in a ship's log 1858

[parkerbombshell]

The Menace's Attic #1062

The Menace's Attic The Menace’s Attic Mon-Sat 5pm EST bombshellradio.com  on ​Bombshell Radio Sunday’s 8pm EST New Shows Wednesday’s 1pm-2pm EST 10am-11am PDT 6pm-7pm BST bombshellradio.com Repeats Friday 5pm EST #classics #pop #rock #classicrock #themenacesattic #BombshellRadio   This Week – Episode #1062(08/05/2022)“You Don’t Tune Into This Radio Show For Movie Reviews, But You’re Getting One About “Bullet Train” – So Don’t Shoot Me!” There Are Also A Lot Of Train Songs For Obvious Reasons!”   Opening Song I Just Want To Celebrate – Rare Earth (Rare Earth) Set #1 Don’t You See My Baby’s Waitin’ At The Station, So Give Me Just A Little More Acceleration! Choo Choo Train – The Box Tops (Mala) Last Train To Clarksville – The Monkees (Colgems) Peace Train – Cat Stevens (A&M) Last Train To London – Electric Light Orchestra (United Artists) Set #2 Old Charlie Stole The Handle And The Train It Won’t Stop Going. No Way To Slow Down! Train Of Thought – A-Ha (Warner Brothers) Locomotive Breath – Jethro Tull (Reprise) Subway Train – New York Dolls (Mercury) Set #3 You Gotta Swing Your Hips Now, C’mon Baby. Jump Up. Jump Back. I Think You Got The Knack! The Locomotion – Little Eva Love Train – The O’ Jays (Phila Int’l) Midnight Train To Georgia – Gladys Knight & The Pips (Buddah) Set #4 Home, Where My Love Lies Silently For Me. Locomotion – Orchestral Manoeuvres In The Dark (A&M) Trains And Boats And Planes – Billy J. Kramer & The Dakotas (Imperial) Homeward Bound – Simon & Garfunkel (Columbia) Closing Song Chatanooga Choo Choo (Babe: Pig In The City Version) – Glenn Miller & His Orchestra (Digital) The Menace's Attic Podcasts Read the full article

[clardoinart]

I just beta read @madelynartz homeward bound AU and y'all going to get hurt

#animaniacs #animanics 2020 #animanics reboot #dot warner #fan fic #wakko warner #yakko wakko and dot #yakko warner #why am I crying at 1:30 am #i am hurting #homeward bound warners

[akioshiwarrior]

Anyways once I get back on top of my homework and stuff y’all are in👏for👏it👏

#is this about some specific animaniacs fics? #why yes it is #a lot actually #also this took me 2 hours to draw #when i was supposed to be doing homework #but nOoOo #this came into my brain and i had to draw it #i have a mental list of wips that aren’t actually wips yet because i haven’t started them #i just have a ton of ideas about what to draw #time to tag the fics im vagueposting about here #seperated by imbeccablee #queen angelina i lives au by janetbrown711 #don’t you forget about me by jewish-gaylaxy #i also like the homeward bound warners story by madelynartz but she’s been drawing scenes from it already and i don’t want to intrude #the entire anastaisia au by i-lay-my-life-before-queen #ok now i really have to get back to work like now #animaniacs #animaniacs fics #fic recs

[cauliflowermaterial]

SOMEONE MADE A BROTHER BEAR ANIMANIACS CROSSOVER??!!?!?!?!

AAA :D

y'all the warners are invading every movie from my childhood, i'm not even kidding. 

mega kudos to all the authors tearing out our hearts and stomping on them ( and fixing them up :) )!!! So many talented people here, both writers and artists.

#animaniacs #brother bear #ouch my heart #i'm so scared to read it tho- #ah who am I kidding I can't wait #first anastasia #then homeward bound #also tangelled #probably many others too but this is all I can name off the top of my head #I've seen a lot of crossover art too #honestly I can't y'all-- YOU'RE ALL SO TALENTED #inspirational art gods #yakko warner #wakko warner #dot warner #cauliflower bits #crossovers

[mysticzombiellama]

ive always said ‘i wanna go out shooting’

(a bit like one of my heroes, #helmutnewton

who was photographing and living a fabulous life till he wasn’t:

at 83, after shooting that day and leaving his favorite @chateaumarmont (on instagram) after dinner, he crashed his #cadillac into a wall and died a swift exit)

but this was a theoretical concept more than a plan I’ve been working towards.

then here I find myself in the same city as helmut was, locked down with #coronavirus only able to leave my hotel to drive a rudely loud, over-powered dodge, aggressively through empty streets, to a #photostudio where i make art with @marilynmanson (on instagram) and a few others.

working nights while others sleep has always felt a little special (even from the days I used to stack supermarket shelves in the night, to pay my way through college) but I’m used to being on MMT (manson’s own timezone) now and making art while others sleep: we’ve been doing it for years.

It’s this #virus that’s surreal: every day I wake up thinking ‘that was a bad dream’ and then ‘aww shit!’

so now we’re working when others are busy sleeping or stockpiling and prepping for the end of days, which we are not in: not all of us anyway.

life will carry on for most, but it will be different and there will be a lot of heartache, after a lot of body-ache.

im happy to be distracted shooting although it’s hard to focus on being creative

(I had a similar difficulty photographing @johnnyvegasrea (on instagram)l on the day of 9-11: we watched towers crumble and then carried on trying to do a ‘funny’ shoot).

i want to get done and get home now.

My love @lucyonthefarmwithdiamonds (on instagram) got me an earlier flight and I have a confirmed seat in a couple of days: I just need to make it onboard without further complications.

this was from night 1 of 3 planned shoots

(And looks NOTHING like what we were doing)

Stay safe everyone.

We have each other to help us through this.

Solidarity brothers and sisters: we ARE stronger together.

Much Love🦠

My agent @jsragency (on instagram) standby

#marilyn #manson #marilyn manson #brian warner #brian #warner #coronavirus #night shift #art always #fuck off corona #purpose #da virus #homeward bound #isolation #self isolation #studio line #blade #nightcrawler

[imbeccablee]

Who are some of ur fav fanfic authors for animaniacs? Im looking for recs

@i-lay-my-life-before-queen has a few really good fics like the God Tier Anastasia AU Once Upon a December (and its series as a whole) and The Wrong Foot (which is a Yax enemies to lovers fic)

@whencartoonsruletheworld has a really cool Tangled AU series called Flower Gleam and Glow

@janetbrown711 has a whole slew of Wakko's Wish AU fics that she posts both on Tumblr and on AO3 under the same name.

@sarispy56 has a few really cool fics too! Like Where in the World is Yakko Sandiego (which is a Carmen Sandiego au, obviously lol) and I Will Find My Way, I Can Go The Distance (which is a Yax Hercules AU)

Traumedic's (edit: their tumblr is @jewish-gaylaxy :) ) fics on AO3 I've heard are incredible and my friends have really good taste, so I believe them! (I'll get around to reading them.... eventually.....)

@hilariouslyedgy has a really interesting, angsty fic called this godforsaken mess, this idiotic fool which is basically about the Warners dealing with real life and all the shit that comes with it

@madelynartz currently only has one fic posted (Homeward Bound Warners, which is a Homeward Bound AU) but she has a lot of ideas in store!

@bisexualyakko has a really cool Wakko's Wish AU fic called Princess Angelina Salazar, where Salazar adopts Dot whenever he raids their castle

(and of course there's me, with my shameless plug and my angsty, dark Wakko's Wish AU fic Sepatated where the kids are split up when they're young by Salazar after he takes control of Warnerstock :) )

Those are the people off the top of my head, but I'm positive there's a whole bunch I've missed. If anyone else has some author/fic recs, feel free to add them!

#animaniacs

[sokkas-first-fangirl]

Your writing got me hooked on the animaniacs! It’s so good! Do you have any other fan fiction recs?

In terms of Animaniacs fanfiction, here’s what I’ve been reading recently:

Homeward Bound Warners, by @madelynartz

Where In The World Is Yakko Sandiego? by @sarispy56

Cattails, by jadencross

Separated by @imbeccable-writes

Flower Gleam and Glow, and What Once Was Mine, by midas_touch_of_angst

The entire “Angelina 1 Lives AU” by @janetbrown711

Princess Angelina Salazar, by @bisexualyakko

A Pox On Your Water Tower, by @paul-mccatney

So You Think You Can (Write Jokes), by bobtheacorn

There’s angst, there’s fluff, I’ve screamed a few times and laughed plenty. All around, thoroughly enjoying myself 👌 

#it's fic rec time #fic rec #animaniacs fanfiction #have these fics made me cry? #yes #have plenty of them also made me laugh #also yes #i love this fanfom #ya'll so talented #(i'll get my revenge for the angst) #👀👀 #animaniacs #yakko wakko and dot #i have plenty of fics i'm reading #but these are the first to pop to mind #and some of my favourites #yakko warner #wakko warner #dot warner

[minkroe]

ya’ll  heard  of  the  warner  sibs  homeward  bound  au ,  right ?

okay  but  what  if--  

rita ,  runt ,  and  buttons  homeward  bound  au ? 

#💎 / out of character. #//when i say this movie nuked me as a 4 year old-- #//im feeling cruel today #//they're such good animals and they deserve more love

[madelynartz]

quick question, are you gonna finish

Homeward Bound Warners on Ao3

Hello! Yes I am going to eventually.

#homeward bound warners #hwbw #I’m trying really hard to get the motivation back without worrying about like #being cringe cjfjejfhdkdkd #I want to write cringe and be free

[viridianrebooted]

Me starting a new writing project: It’s a pretty straightforward story, I can’t imagine it being any longer than like 45,000 words tops. 

Me 45,000 words in and nowhere near done: Good lord, how’d this happen? It can’t possibly end up being more than 75,000 words, surely?

Me 79,225 words in and still not even close:

So anyway, here’s a small non-spoilery scene from Burbank Bound (The Homeward Bound AU that @madelynartz is letting me write, that I can’t post much of since my brilliant ass decided to write it out of order, so now I have to wait till it’s completed in it’s entirety before I can start releasing full chapters, but I still want to share something because I'm actually really proud of it... it’s already officially the longest thing I've ever written...)

“RISE AND SHINE EVERYONE, LET’S GO, LET’S GO, LET’S GOOOOOOOOOOO! IT’S CHOWTIME!”

Robert pounded on the open doorframe, shaking the whole wall causing the Warners to jerk violently awake. Wakko jolted right off of the bed hitting the ground with a dull thud. Dot would have met a similar fate had Wakko not stolen the blanket in the middle of the night prompting her to burrow against Yakko’s chest seeking warmth. While still asleep, Yakko had instinctively wrapped his arms around her and drawn her in close, so although she had jolted awake with the same force as Wakko, Yakko’s arms had kept her safely anchored.

Yakko released her as he pushed himself upright and looked over towards the window. Through the thin, closed curtains he could see by the color of the sky that it was barely pre-dawn.

“The sun is not even awake yet.” Yakko complained as Wakko crawled back up to curl into a ball at the foot of the bed. “So why are we?”

Robert smirked at the bleary-eyed city-kids. “You want to eat? You gotta do it now, because you’re going to be on your own for lunch. We’re all going to be out in the field. So, you’ve got fifteen minutes to get yourselves decent and get out here.”

Wakko lifted his head, looking more interested. He sniffed the air. “I smell bacon.”

“That’s not even the half of it, so get a move on!”

He pulled the door shut as he left leaving the Warners in almost darkness. Yakko sighed. They hadn’t even had to get up this early on film shoot days.

“Well, you heard the man.” He said with defeat. “Looks like sleeping in will not be a part of this so-called vacation.”

“It’s so early,” Wakko whined, “that even though I just woke up, I don’t even have to pee yet.”

Dot glared at him. “Lovely. Thank you ever so much for that overshare. I’ll be awaiting the exciting conclusion”

Yakko conjured up a slipper and hurled it across the room hitting the light switch and bathing the Warners in bright light. All three hissed like vampires being abruptly exposed to the sun. Dot was the first to recover. Of the three she was the closest to being a morning person. She slid off of the bed and grabbed her suitcase up from the floor and began to change out of her nightgown. The boys reluctantly followed suit.

When Yakko made it back from the bathroom he found Dot staring forlornly into the large mirror above the dresser. Her haircurlers were in a pile on the bed behind her and her flatbrush was still in hand.

“What’s wrong, sis?” He asked.

“My hair.” She whined. “It looks awful!”

Wakko, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, squinted at her in confusion. “It looks like it normally does.”

“No, it doesn’t!” Dot wailed, looking insulted. “Look at this curl!” She pointed to one of the little upflicks at the tip of her pixie cut. “This curl is fourteen percent less curly than it should be! Fourteen percent!!”

Wakko squinted harder. “I still don’t see it.”

Dot huffed at him before whirling around to address the brother that actually had somewhat of a fashion sense.

“And I can’t fix it because Scratchy took out all of my hair stuff! I don’t have my hairspray, my leave-in conditioner, my moisturizing serum, my Teatree oil, my round brush or my curling iron! All I have is this!” She waved around her flatbrush. “I can’t curl with a flat! It’s basic science! Even Scratchy should know that!”  

“You don’t need any of that stuff to be beautiful.” Yakko said firmly.

Dot rolled her eyes. “Yeah, yeah, I know. ‘True beauty comes from within’.”

Yakko laughed loudly. “HA! God no, we’re just a very attractive family is all.”

Dot gasped, stunned that he would say something so controversial yet so true.

“Be that as it may, he didn’t even leave me with my regular conditioner! All I have is shampoo! I’m going to get frizzy! I’m gonna end up looking like that stray cat back at home!”

“Hey!” Yakko snapped. “You leave Mr. Toe Beans out of this! He’s never done anything other than his absolute best!”

“Scratchy didn't take my conditioner.” Wakko offered. “You can use some of it.”

Dot wrinkled her nose. “You have guy conditioner. I need girl conditioner.”

“What’s the difference?”

“Girl conditioner smells like pleasant stuff like Lilies and Jasmine and Lavender. Guy conditioner smells like weird stuff like Monster Truck Rally, and Baseball Dugout, and Morning Wood.”

Wakko gave Dot a look of stunned horror while Yakko erupted into hysterical laughter.

“And what, pray tell, do you think ‘Morning Wood’ smells like, exactly?” Yakko cackled.

Dot glanced back and forth between her brothers, confused by their reactions.

“I don’t know, I don’t go around sniffing trees at the crack of dawn!”

Yakko laughed even harder, having to brace himself against the bed’s footboard so he wouldn’t actually hit the floor. Dot turned to Wakko.

“What’d I say? Why’s he laughing like that?”

“Don’t look at me, I’m not explaining it!!” Wakko yelped, scandalized. If he’d had pearls, he would have been clutching them. Dot turned back to Yakko.

“What?!? It’s not fair to laugh at me and not tell me why!!”

“Let’s just say ‘goodnight everybody’ and leave it at that.” Yakko wheezed, wiping tears from his eyes.

“That’s not fair! What’d I say?!”

He reached over and tousled her hair. “I’ll tell you when you’re older.”

“I’ve been nine for almost seven decades!! I’m never gonna be older!!”

“And for the record, our conditioner smells like Sandalwood, not morning wood so it’s safe for you to use.”

“Yakkoooooo!” She whined.

He grinned at her. “Come on, let’s go eat.”

“Yes, let’s!” Wakko exclaimed with relief as he jumped off of the bed. “And let us never speak of this conversation ever again!”

The boys left the room, Yakko starting to laugh again as Wakko mumbled a traumatized sounding ‘my little baby sister said ‘morning wood’’ leaving Dot standing indignant and confused.

“You guys!” She wailed.

#animaniacs #animaniatag #burbank bound #Warner Siblings #validate me #i crave attention

[parkerbombshell]

#classicspoprockclassicrockthemenacesatticbombshellradio

[viridianvenus]

Just read tou fic "one more day" and i gotta say if i wasnt at work having to put it down to greet people i to the store i would be sobbing!! You managed to make it heartwarming and heartwrenching at the same time!!! Freakin loved it!!

Oh my god, thank you! I wrote that story back in 2007 so the very idea that it would mean anything to anyone TODAY just blows my mind! And I know what you mean about reading fic at work, I do that too.

And I’m writing again! For the first time in YEARS. It won’t be ready any time soon, I don’t think, but @madelynartz is allowing me to write my own version of her Homeward Bound AU (or as I like to call it The Warner Sibling Trauma Train), so if you thought Just One More Day was heart wrenching just wait for Burbank Bound! 

#animaniacs #animaniacs reboot #animaniatag #viridianfanfic

[cravingforwords]

Homeward

Title: Homeward Word Count: 1018 Rating: G/PG – allusion to Adult Situations Disclaimer: Supernatural and all it’s characters, locations, etc. are the sole property of Eric Kripke and Warner Bros. Entertainment. It is being used without permission and no intent is being made to copyright any material herein. Summary: During, “The Last Ride,” otherwise known as the Current Season (15), Emily Winchester  and Arthur Ketch get a few minutes to breathe, drink, and think. The music that inspired this particular piece is entitled, “Where the River Shannon Flows,” which is an older Irish folk song. ********** It was evening, and in a little motel which was across the board entirely a, “Winchester Special,” and nothing like the wealth to which he had grown accustomed, Arthur Ketch settled in with his companion, who sat patiently in the other bed, combing out her long black hair.

They had both chosen to forgo their Standard Nightcap, which consisted of two parts Jack, one part bourbon, and topped off neatly with whatever else they had on hand. It might have perhaps loosened tongues and inhibitions, but for once both Mr. Ketch and Miss Winchester needed both.

That wasn't to say drunk (or even slightly tipsy) relations would be unwelcome – just unwise. And so, Arthur admired her slender form from the other bed – the silvery runes which caught the light and made her skin shimmer just a little, as if she were made of moonlight. As if her lifeblood was that same pale light which was a reflection of the brighter sun. “When all this is over,” he began, making Emily's head come up, her bright green eyes trained on his darker ones, “what is it you wish to do?” “You mean, “if we survive,” am I right?” she corrected humorlessly as long fingers moved through ebony strands of hair, settling it into a loose braid at the side of her head. Emily often plaited her hair in this fashion, for the sake of convenience as much as anything else.

“If you want to be that way about it; yes,” was the simple reply. Neither Emily nor himself seemed to be unaware of the inherent danger they were currently facing. With one of if not THE most powerful being in the Universe having a personal vendetta against them, there was always a constant need to move.

However, this particular road was taking them toward a small town in Wisconsin. In a desperate plan and on a big hunch, Sam and Dean had recruited the witch Rowena to attempt a salvo for the sake of Humanity. As long as the Winchesters were breathing, they were fight to keep the Earth turning. Dean's logic had led him to the idea of attempting to find and then recruit the four Archangels, who may or may not have escaped the Empty (I mean, Hell itself had opened up right? That was bound to cause some rifts) and enlist the assistance of Amara, the one Being in the Universe who might be able to seal Chuck away, as she had been for millennia.   Emily's eyes went ceiling-ward, and her mouth quirked in the concentration of thought. She exhaled heavily, preparing her answer.

“I think I'll go home,” she said.

“Home?” was Arthur's immediate query, surprise in his tone.

“Yeah,” mused Emily, her body relaxing as she kept her eyes directed upward, “you know I didn't live here all my life; right?”

“That – I was unaware of. In all the course of our time together, it never did come up.”

Emily chuckled a little, crossed her legs where she was, and turned her jade eyes on Arthur.

“Well; I didn't. A good deal of my life I grew up in Idris – the land of the ShadowHunters. But – I also spent a lot of time in Ireland. That's where my mother's people came from – before they were Shadowhunters and had the blood of Angels. I remember the place well....”

Sensing a story or two, Ketch chose to relax, gazing upon her as he settled in to listen.

“Some of the greenest land you've ever seen.... not many trees, but by the river... oh, the willow trees on the banks just dipped their long branches into the water. And the water was clear and cool – sweet on the tongue. And fish – there were a few small fish that would swim in the water. My cousins and I would play in that water and hang from the sturdier poplars that grew there. And the earth was rich and black and grass.... so green. It's not called the Emerald Isle for no reason.” “I imagined not,” Arthur murmured softly as he allowed her to continue.

“The house we lived in was smaller than the estate in Idris... a cottage in some ways really – with the old thatch roof and the old stone walls that told stories of the land. Uncle never farmed the land, but – ah, he knew where to go for peat to make fires when we stayed there for Christmas. It was small – just a few rooms, a main room, and then the kitchen. But we all fit comfortable. The wind would move through that tall grass in Summer and oh – it looked just like an ocean.”

Continuing to listen, Emily's words began to act like some sort of lullaby – or maybe it was because he was genuinely tired – that Arthur's eyes drifted closed as she spoke, smiling just a little at the lilt of Irish that came into her voice.

“That cottage has some of my favorite memories,” she said, “and maybe – if we can make it – and somehow, you know, don't die – I'd like to try and get back there someday.”

Behind his own eyelids, Arthur could picture clearly how beautiful the place Emily spoke of was and would be. He could see high, rolling hills to compliment her river and the willow trees on the bank, which were tall and strong and by now had grown down into the waters. He saw the grass moving like the waves of the ocean in his mind's eye, and for the first time in a long time, he felt peace.

“I'll take you there,” he said suddenly, making Emily looked at him, a soft inquiring sound leaving her.

“I'll take you back there,” he said, moving to take her hands and kissing them in a pledge, “I swear to you, that if we survive this – I will take you back there. And you don't have to stay there alone.”

#supernatural #fanfiction #arthur ketch

[geekbroll]

Golden Story Book #10 - Bugs Bunny’s Treasure Hunt - by Warner Bros Cartoons Inc. - Pictures by Warner Bros Cartoons Inc. - Adapted by Tom McKimson - 1949 A Golden Story Book - Simon and Schuster (Western Publishing) - 128 Pages In Full Color The one and only Bugs Bunny decides to hunt for hidden pirate treasure. His friends Petunia and Porky Pig go with him on the long boat trip to the spot marked on their map. And when they arrive—well, there are surprises! 1- Bugs Finds A Way - pg 7 2 - The Missing Map - pg 21 3 - The Start - pg 35 4 - Through The Gates - pg 53 5 - The Mysterious Stranger - pg 68 6 - On The Spot - pg 79 7 - B. Bunny, Movie Star - pg 87 8 - A Big Night - pg 96 9 - Missing Treasure - pg 109 10 - Homeward Bound - pg 121 GS1 - Herbert’s Zoo and Other Lively Tales GS2 - The Magic Wish and Other Johnny and Jane Stories GS3 - Christopher Bunny and Other Animal Stories GS4 - The Boss Of The Barnyard and Other Barnyard Stories GS5 - The Stagecoach Robbery GS6 - Train Stories GS7 - Walt Disney’s Mystery In Disneyville GS8 - Circus Stories GS9 - The Penny Puppy and Other Dog Stories GS10 - Bugs Bunny’s Treasure Hunt GS11 - M-G-M’s Tom And Jerry GS12 - Walt Disney’s So Dear To My Heart GS13 - Chatterly Squirrel and Other Animal Stories GS14 - Crazy About Horses and Other Horse Stories GS15 - The Merry Piper - 70 favorite poems GS16 - The Cat Who Went To Sea and Other Cat Stories GS17 - Gene Autry And Red Shirt (Became Sandpiper Young Readers Book) GS18 - Walt Disney’s Donald Duck And The Hidden Gold (Became Sandpiper Young Readers Book) GS19 - The Magic Pot and Many Other Favorite Tales (Cancelled?) GS20 - Christmas Book (Became Big Golden Story Book) #looneytunes #looneytunesbooks #bugsbunny #bugsbunnybook #bugsbunnystreasurehunt #treasurehunt #goldenstorybook #westernpublishing #littlegoldenbooks #littlegoldenbook #porkypig #bookstagram #booksofinstagram #cartoons #cartooncharacters #cartoonbooks #petuniapig #bugsbunnybooks #ciceropig #piratesofinstagram #piratetreasure #piratebooty #pirates #treasure #vintagechildrensbook #pirateadventure (at Portland, Oregon) https://www.instagram.com/p/BxXTA0ihS8p/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=s9t2dyakcxet

#10 #looneytunes #looneytunesbooks #bugsbunny #bugsbunnybook #bugsbunnystreasurehunt #treasurehunt #goldenstorybook #westernpublishing #littlegoldenbooks #littlegoldenbook #porkypig #bookstagram #booksofinstagram #cartoons #cartooncharacters #cartoonbooks #petuniapig #bugsbunnybooks #ciceropig #piratesofinstagram #piratetreasure #piratebooty #pirates #treasure #vintagechildrensbook #pirateadventure