Death comes to Smurftown

I've never seen a Smurfs cartoon, I never owned any Smurf stuff; I just never got bit by the Smurfbug. I'm not a Smurfhater (I reserve that dubious honor for my arch-nemesis, Holly Hobby): I don't have strong feelings about them either way. But--

This made me cry. I wish I was kidding.

Here's the back story.

Who's Holly Hobby? One look from her eyes turns people to stone! That's why she wears that bonnet. With a single power-word, she can stink up an entire house with potpourri... with another word, calico print will infest your walls and furniture! I can't even bring myself to link you directly, she's just that ...evil. One day... one day, Mr. The Goat will join forces with Hello Kitty for a mighty battle and wipe that annoying pout off Holly Hobby's inhuman face forever, to ensure that she and her sinister bonnet never rise again.... Holly Hobby is the death of Art!

Hugo! Hugo! Hugo! Chavez is the man!

The elephant in the corner, is also the only iceberg that's not melting. Think before you bink.

Tough squirrels. Or maybe it's just a few bad seeds....

Do you see a pattern of corruption, influence peddling, conspiracy and fraud? Or are you blind?