Askia there is a special place in heck reserved for those tossing out little bon mots of kangaroo’s and double vaginas. I googled Kangaroo Anatomy* and was treated to the mating rituals of those animals.
I feel so dirty now.
Shirley. Hey, **Bryan ** started it. That tidbit wouldn’t have popped into my brain otherwise! But thaaaaaaaaaaaaank you.
RAOTFL. Oh, God, Shirley. I googled the same and I see what you mean.
The captions under the pictures are priceless. “Here is a somewhat less chivalrous male who was rather rough with his beau, frequently scratching at her head. It’s worth pointing out I never saw him actually achieve penetration, although the female did put up with this behaviour for longer than I would have.”
Winnie the Poo always calls her a Kanga-ho behind her back. That still doesn’t answer the question though.
Cute answers everyone, but I’m afraid you’re all wrong. See, A.A. Milne was my mom’s great grand uncle. When she was a very small girl he would tell her some of the 100 Acre Wood tales as bedtime stories. She says that, once, she asked this same question of her uncle and was shocked by the answer. Having done additional reseach on my own, I can only conclude that her memory, as well as his explanation, are faithful to history.
Kanga was born and raised in Australia. She was raised in a peaceful herd without harassment from dingoes or even humans. She was very respectful of her elders as a young kangaroo and showed every sign of blossoming into a well-balanced and demure adult female. But then she met Roo’s father.
He was both rowdy and loving, a free-spirit but faithful and patient. She was helplessly smitten with his tender charm mixed with a touch of “bad boy” mischief. After a respectable courtship, they mated. Repeatedly. Furiously. He had a stamina like no other kangaroo the herd had ever known. Kanga had no choice but to conceive.
It was not long after the vigorous nuptiuals that Roo’s father and some of his mates were out about their business for the evening when they happened across a pair of human vehicle of the strangest sort. After some careful observation, they deduced that the vehicles were owned and operated by a pair of female humans. Always full of mischief, the mates drew lots to see which of them would dare to sneak into one of the vehicles to steal a pair of female knickers. Roo’s father, Booga, wound up having to take the dare. He crept to the closest vehicle, a highly modified army tank, and stole in through the hatch. He didn’t come out until dawn.
By the time he returned to the herd, Kanga had been clued in as to Booga’s encounter with a human female and, heartbroken, disgusted and humiliated she fled to England and the 100 Acre Wood. Roo has never met his father, but each day Kanga sees the love and mischief of her beloved/despised Booga in Roo’s eyes. She wants so much for Roo, but knows to keep him well away from human females.
Well, that shot my theory about Crash Bandicoot all to hell.
And of course poor old roo could well be in for a troubled adulthood as a result
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“So, where are you from? Hong Kong, Singapore?”
–Mr. Potato Head, Toy Story
“I’m Kanga, and this is Roo. We’re from Applause.”
“Yeah, I can tell. The stiching’s not so hot, and your stuffing needs shifting in a few places.”
Rocko.
I mean if Wallabys ARE Kangaroos.
Seriously. We can ask the same of Hewey Dewey and Lewey, Mickey’s two nephews…
Did “A Goofy Movie” have Max’s mom ?
I mean a number of characters don’t have parents. And thankfully roo got a mom, I mean how many orphan characters have there been?
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Roo senior?
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They’re stuffed animals!
Unfortunately, the entire encounter had been made up to spare Kanga from knowing the real truth. In fact, Roo’s father is Darth Vader.
And Eeyore is Roo’s sister!
[sub]which in hindsight makes their occasional french-kiss all the more disturbing[/sub]
My theory is that little Roo was fathered by a drifter who was just passing through the Hundred Acre Wood.
Here’s a likely candidate: The Great Wanderoo.
Slight hijack- When in college I joking concocted the Socio-Political Ramifications of Winnie the Pooh. It delighted at parties.
Most of it is gone from memory but I remember some points…
Piglet represented the goverment. Pigs = Cops etc. Always trying to keep Pooh out of trouble.
Winnie the Pooh was the American People. Slow witted and gluttonous but ultimately sweet and caring.
Owl was ivory tower intellectuals
Rabbit was industry… I can’t remember why… probably because he was the only one who seemed to produce anything?
Tigger/Kango represented African Americans
Tigger the shiftless carefree young black male (Tigger rhymes with…) This was bolstered at the time by “bounce” being a popular hip hop slang term.
Kanga abandoned black womanhood.
Roo… child being raised without both parents.
We don’t know. When Kanga first appeared in the Hundred Acre Woods, Roo was already in tow. I suspect, though, that *Inigo is on to something. If we can reconcile Tank Girl being set in the future and Chapter 7: In which Kanga and Baby Roo come to the Forest,
and Piglet has a bath is set some time in the past. Tigger doesn’t come along until the second chapter of the next book.
He lives with Kanga because she’s his dealer for Malt Extract, his favorite food.
:eek: YOU TAKE THAT BACK!
That’s my astro – suave, sophisticated … :rolleyes:
This guy. Those Hollywood types–no girl is safe with one.
Oh fine… you want a suave and sophisticated kangaroo, here you go.
