So, let’s tell you about this little guy then!

Once upon a pixel time,
Imagine, if you would,
A blinged up, cartoon gangster
In a real tough pixel ‘hood.

He was tough as tough could be,
With chains and pixel rings,
You’d see him from ten miles away
With all that bloody bling!

But one thing was causing problems for
This blinged up ghetto brother,
One thing that made him stand right out
From every single other…

He wanted to be hard as nails,
Top dog and feared by all…
But it’s hard to be so fearsome
When you’re less than three feet tall!

The other brothers laughed at him,
The sisters weren’t so keen,
Midget gangstas never got to date
The ghetto queen!

He wondered what he ought to do,
To make the others fear him,
He wanted them to run away
As soon as they got near him!

And then one day, quite suddenly,
His answer came to mind!
He’d simply go and get more bling
And make the others blind!

And he can be yours to own! Go round the grid in ghetto style with this tiny cartoon gangsta avatar. 0.8m tall and comes with a sounds and animations HUD.

Visit Screwball in world on our very own cartoon sim by clicking here.

You can pick the avie up there or from XStreetSL by clicking here.

Also available in blue.

There was a little fella
Born and raised upon that turf,
Inhabited by those folk
That we probably know as Smurfs.

Indeed he was a true Smurf,
Born and bred, right through and through,
But one day something happened
And I swear, this story’s true!

He was listening to the radio
When on came this brand new band,
They had drums, guitars and screaming girls,
Oh my, they sounded grand.

He felt a sudden desperate urge,
To take off his pure white hat,
And swap it for a mohawk,
Well, the Smurfs did not like that!

They told him he must stop this,
That a Smurf had to behave,
That mohawk’s weren’t for Smurf folk,
Nor were rock n’ roll n’ raves!

He picked his new guitar up
And he landed them a shocker,
When he walked out of the village,
Singing ‘I’m a Smurfy rocker.’

Once upon a pixel time,
In outer pixel space,
Was the smallest little alien,
With the cutest smiley face.

With big green ears and cheesy grin,
And mini hands and feet,
He was the shortest little alien
That you would ever meet.

All the other aliens,
Were gobsmacked at this sight,
Was he really one of them
With such a lack of height?

One day one of them said to him,
‘Please listen and be true,
How is it you’re so small?
What sort of thing are you?’

‘I really am an alien,’
The little guy replied,
‘But I do have a confession,’
And he looked ahead and sighed.

‘My Mother was an Alien,’
Born upon this very turf.
But, the truth is, I’m the love child,
Of the famous Papa Smurf.’

There was a little devil
With a big smile on his face,
Whose lack of evil wishes
Made him very out of place.

He went to school for Devils
Where they tried to make him mean,
They tried to make him evil
But the fella wasn’t keen!

They tried to stop him smiling,
But whenever he was seen,
He was certain to be beaming
With his big, wide cheesy grin.

His teacher kept him back one day,
And asked, ‘Why don’t you yearn,
To be evil like the others.
You won’t even try to learn.’

He said, ‘I do not wish to be
An awful, evil brute.
The reason is, that I have learnt,
The chicks prefer us cute!’