#Cleaveland

[dungeonflippers]

The Dungeon Flippers pilot has crossed into the seven-digit view count! I'm so happy that people have enjoyed my silly cartoon. Getting to make something personal and share it with so many people gives me a feeling of gratitude I can't even begin to describe!

[teddybearty]

You Should Watch Dungeon Flippers! ❤️💙✨

[wolfman-al]

I really loved Dungeons Flippers. So I drew a little fanart. I think Maulie and Cleaveland will have a hard time selling this place.

[thecrazygamingzombie]

Less than a day after this came out and I’m already writing a fanfic about it:

Newlyweds Lilith (a beautiful human princess) and Nurvir (a frost dragon the size of a small house) are in the market for a new home, feeling as though they’ve outgrown their current abode (a damp cave dug into the side of a mountain)

Luckily the dungeon flippers are here to help! Assuming they can get the odd couple to agree on anything…

[frankenisms]

Cleaveland, Ohio

[sportingggood]

The one.

[icy-saturday]

Knaifu’s (divorced) parents

Cleaveland & Stabbatha

(This pic is before Knaifu is born)

[orangutanarchivist]

The Cincinnati Enquirer, 21 Sep 1902

Peter Hope, the only orang outang in America, has just traveled on half fare from Philadelphia to San Francisco. He wore a sweater, a skirt and a heavy veil. He looked like a little girl, and most of the people on the train thought that he was a little girl. But he was rarer than that. He was America's only orang outang, and $2,500 had just been paid for him by Thomas Thurston, the Superintendent of the San Francisco Zoological Garden. There was an orang outang named Bill in the Cleveland Zoo, but Bill died of meningitis in June. He had been very intelligent; it had been thought that he understood English perfectly; there was scarcely an order that he would not obey. The Philadelphia Zoo had an orang outang called Lover, who used to row his keeper about in a heavy boat on the Zoo lake, but Lover has been dead for five years. Peter Hope is as intelligent as any one of the four or five orang outangs that have preceded him from Borneo to the New World. He is two years old, his height is 3 feet and his weight 40 pounds. He carries a life insurance of $3,000. Though little more than a child now, he has innumerable tricks. When a pipe is handed to him and he is bidden to smoke, he puts the pipe stem where it belongs and puffs away with a meditative, Irish look. At the command, "Brush your hair," he takes a mirror in one hand and a brush in the other, and arranges his long locks. He takes his meals like a human being, sitting at a table, drinking his milk from a cup and eating sliced bananas with a spoon. To a great many orders he gives quick obedience. "Peter, turn a somersault." "Peter, le down." "Peter, stand up." "Fold your hands, Peter." "Peter, make a bow." The little, grave, wise creature executes these and a hundred other commands. If he is so clever at the age of 2 the mind can scarcely conceive of the cleverness that will be his at the age of 8, when he shall be mature, with a height of five feet, a weight of 100 pounds--a seventeen-inch collar and a No. 8 hat. And if he lives to maturity he will be worth from $7,000 to $10,000. The story of his life is brief. He was born in Borneo, and until nine months ago lived there, ranging the wooded marshlands near the coast. He and his mother had a nest in a tree top. They lived on bananas, molested no one, and were happy. The mother, as big as a well-grown girl, rocked her son to sleep at, night in her arms. A Bornese shot her one day, and her child the man carried off in a sack. The young orang outang was gentle from the start of his captivity-- gentle and tractable, but a little languid, a little sad, as is the way with caged simiadae. He journeyed to Berlin, and there, for a tremendous sum in thalers, Mrs. Jacob Hope bought him. Mrs. Hope is the wife of Jacob Hope, the Philadelphia bird and animal man. She and her husband, in alternate years, go abroad in search of rare zoological specimens. They have imported into America in this way many strange wild creatures of great value. Peter was shipped to America on the Kaiser Wilhelm der Grosse. His passage cost $58. An attendant, or valet, shared a cabin with him, and all through the voyage Peter was seasick. All through the voyage he kept in his birth, groaning when the ship lurched. On his arrival in Philadelphia Jacob Hope put him in a large cage and appointed a man to do nothing but look after him. His physician called on him twice a week, sounded his lungs and took note of his digestion. As soon as he got used to his new home a suite of three rooms above the shop was set apart for him. They were sunny rooms, airy and dry: their temperature never varied 10 degrees. In such healthy surroundings, with so much space to run about in, Peter flourished. His milk was all boiled and his fare of apples, bananas and cake was disinfected by the physician reguularly.

Thomas Thurston, Superintendent of the San Francisco Zoo, came all the way across the continent to see Peter. He studied the little animal carefully. He had two physicians to examine him. After three days' consideration he bought Peter for $2,500. Then he returned to San Francisco.

The ape followed him last week. With his thick veil and his skirt Peter looks like a child. Albert Eiser, one of Jacob Hope's head men, was his traveling companion. Albert fed Peter out of a huge basket on disinfected fruits and sterilized milk. Most of the time he held the animal in his arms, for Peter was too valuable to be boxed and expressed in the ordinary way.

Orang-outangs in Borneo are often netted in their infancy, and trained to be family servants. They learn to carry jars of water, to grind meal in a mortar and to turn the spits on which meats are cooking. When they let fall a water jar they utter loud lamentations and beat their breasts, likewise, when they allow a roast to burn, they manifest great sorrow and remorse.

The most famous orang-outang in history is one which belonged to a Frenchman, M. May, in the early part of the last century. This animal, a female, Iived to attain to the height of five feet two inches and to the weight of 155 pounds. She had great strength. On one occasion, being tied by a long rope to the foot of a tree, and being teased an insufferable while by a salor, she suddenly seized the man about the middle and ascending to the top with him was about to hurl him to the ground, when the loud cries of certain bystanders caused her to flee away. She was also very intelligent. The chain by which she was usually fastened locked with a padlock, and when the key was handed to her she would insert it in the keyhole and undo the lock herself.

Orang-outangs do not, as a rule, thrive in America. The American climate gives them catarrh, and it is this disease always which carries them off. Jacob Hope has imported three orang-outangs, but Peter is the only one of them that reached him in healthy condition. The others were sickly from their arrival, and soon died of catarrh.

[thepolishamericanphotographer]

[cockroachesunite]

i may be easily amused, but this is the funniest part of narrative of the euphrates expedition so far

(context:)

(from the reports of fitzjames and cleaveland respectively)

[dungeonflippers]

Maulie and Cleaveland giving a very quick dungeon tour to a beholder!

[thinkazul]

Reminder the Dodgers owner Mark Walters is not the wealthiest owner, or top 10 wealthiest in baseball. But he puts his money where his mouth is.

No fans of these teams should ever complain about payroll. Nor complain that a billionaire doesn't have the resources to help their team.

[beecampbell]

all the previous meme posts

[thriftrescue]

does two count as a collection!??!??! Well anyway here's my Vintage Pizza Hut Care Bare glasses collection! LOVE THEM! here's hopin I find more! 🤞

[fyeahfitwomen]

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[kitnapz]

istg case western HAS to stop emailing me like. i got accepted to their bs program 3 years ago and they still email me to this day