Mystery forest

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H: Is this part of your plan “adventure”? What is it anyway?
A: This IS adventure, the unknown. I don`t know some kind of strange forest.
A: I`m getting tired, lets set camp.
H: Did you hear that? Shhh!! I feel like someone is looking at us…
H: Off course, there he is sleeping like nothing. Ohhh What was that? It`s ok Heffanutt,
it`s probably one of thouse cute little creatures Bird talk about all the time. But what if
it`s a monster? A BIG one? Ohhh
Ant King and Heffanutt continue their walk to reach the other end of the forest the next
day.
A: Yes!! Finally out!
Later the same day… B: MY PLANTS!! ANT KING!! HEFFANUTT!!

Down under

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(Text from Down under by Men at work)

Travelling in a fried out Kombi.
On a hippie trail, head full of zombie…

I met a strange lady, she made me nervous.
She took me in and gave me breakfast,
and she said
Do you come from a land down under?
Where woman glow and men plunder?
Can`t you hear,
can`t you hear the thunder?
You better run you better take cover

Buying bred from a man in Brussels.
He was six-foot-four and full of muscle.
I said “Do you speak-a my language?”
He just smiled and gave me a vegemite sandwich.
And he said
I come from a land down under.
Where beer does flow and men chunder.
Can`t you hear, can`t you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover, yeah
Lyin` in a den in Bombay.
With a slack jaw, and not much to say.
I said to the man “Are you trying to tempt me.
Because I come from the land of plenty?”
And he said, oh
Do you come from a land down under?
Where woman glow and men plunder?
Can`t you hear, can`t you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover.

Potato harvest

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Remember Heffanutt planting potatoes in spring? Now it`s time to see if he got something to harvest.

Heffanutts paws are perfect for digging.

Look! A potato!

And as he digs his little heap of potatoes grow.

Heffanutt digg deeper…

…and deeper…. B: Heffanutt! Where are you going?

H: HELP!!

B: I`m sorry for interrupting the story, I have to help our little friend.

B: What happened? You were not supposed to dig that deep.

H: Hole in the pot.