Cartoon Network lawsuit: Ad agency sues over 'Annoying Orange' case

A Cartoon Network lawsuit is making some strange news headlines this evening, as UPI reported this Wednesday, May 22, that a N.D. ad agency has recently filed a lawsuit against a show on Cartoon Network over the use of the “Annoying Orange” in connection to the previous “Talking Orange” figure used in commercials.
The Cartoon Network lawsuit story began after members of the Fargo advertising company sued the CN creators for “stealing” the ideas and work of the “Talking Orange” and making it an annoying one instead.
The creators of the Cartoon Network show involved in the lawsuit, Spencer Grove and Dane Boedigheimer, are both from North Dakota.

“They picked up, moved to California and started another version of it,” said attorney Jeff Landa. “That’s essentially what our case is about.”

According to the report, while nearly everyone has at likely had at least heard of the “Talking Orange” — which features a realistic face and mouth put over an orange rind — creator Boedigheimer stated back in 2011 that he’d never in fact heard of the advertisements. The Cartoon Network lawsuit may very well be a surprise to him then, as he first began the popular YouTube show some time later on TV back in 2012.
The Epoch Times provided a clip of the Cartoon Network lawsuit at hand, as the report states:

“Like ‘The Talking Orange,’ ‘Annoying Orange’ appears to be speaking with a ‘voice’ that is perfectly in sync with the movement of the actor’s mouth, lips, teeth and tongue,” says a piece of the official lawsuit.

The “Annoying Orange” is certainly annoying as the talking orange in many respects, and its similarities no doubt have sparked this lawsuit against the creators of Cartoon Network.
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The Popular Student

Just how popular was Mini? Very. Every year, her classmates voted her as the favourite student. She was easy to get along with and great company. The number of friends she had by far outnumbered those of anyone else in her group.

One day the 10-year-old was caught yakkety-yakking in the class and ordered to stay back as punishment. Staying back meant doing something 'useful', like helping in the garden or library after school.

Now the school in which Mini studied had a rule of sorts. Once a month, you could interchange your punishment schedule with someone else. If you had something else to do the day you were punished, you could ask a friend to stand in for you. Of course, you had to return the favour, but in that same month itself. Otherwise the favour cancelled itself out.
So the students who stayed back for others and wanted the favour repaid, found ways to be punished that very month.

As it happened, on that day a very dear aunt was visiting Mini on her way back to America. That afternoon was the only chance Mini had of seeing her for another five years.

Mini needed someone to stand in for her. That was a problem though - it was the last day of the month. So anyone who helped her, would do so out of friendship's sake alone.

She sought out Preeti, her 'best' friend. "Oh no Mini, I can't," Preeti said. "I have to coach my brother for his nursery entrance test. The kid just can't seem to get into any decent school." And she spent a good deal of time telling Mini of her brother's problems.

"Mohit, will you stay back for me?" Mini asked another friend who was dribbling a ball in the playground. She knew he often just hung around after school.

"To help the librarian? I wish you'd told me earlier. I have to go to a relative's house with my father. Some other day perhaps," and with that Mohit fled.

By now, Mini was beginning to doubt if even one of her friends would agree to stay. But she tried again. Three more friends and each one refused.

Of course, no one said "no" outright. Mini was a great pal, after all. But each had a 'reason' why they couldn't take her place that afternoon, and if only it were some other day...

So, after school Mini stayed back to help the librarian, Ms Mathur. And, when the remote Ms Mathur found her crying after everyone had left, it was she who surprised Mini by allowing her to leave to meet her aunt.

"Some popularity I have," Mini murmured to herself, as she went home. "I may have many friends, but in reality I have none."

Toys For a Big Boy

Ronit Subramanian was seven years old and he was the tallest student in his class. It made him feel very proud. But when he remembered some of the things he used to do as a small kid, he felt a little shy. He wished his mother would not tell those stories to her friends again and again.

Last week his mother’s old school friend had come to see her. They were meeting after 10 years. Ronit was just back from school but his ears pricked up when he heard his mother say in that goofy tone, “You know what my Ronit used to do as a baby? He used to think everything and everyone was a part of the Subramanian family. So he would call the refrigerator ‘frig Subramanian. And he would call the doggy that curled up on our doormat outside ‘doggy Subramanian’”. Ronit heard his mother’s friend say, “cho chweeeet” and he ran out of the house – without any lunch. “I wish mother would not do these things,” he said for the thousandth time.

That evening his mother showed him the toys and games her friend had got for him. One stuffed dolphin and a game of blocks. Ronit got angry. “These are kids toys, kids toys and games. I am a big boy now. My hero is Spiderman. That’s the toy I want for my birthday this year. Spiderman and the spray that makes the spider web.”
“Are you saying you no longer want your favourite stuffed toy – pepper the doggy?” Ronit’s mother asked. “I don’t want kids toys, I don’t want kids toys and games any more. I am a BIG BOY,” Ronit shouted. ‘Okay, okay, we heard you,” said his parents.
A month later, Ronit’s parents bought him a Spiderman kit for his eighth birthday. They bought him a Spiderman T-shirt and trousers, a shiny Spiderman toy and a glove with a spray bottle attached to it. “Wear the glove and then press the spray button. It will make a web pattern on the wall, Ronit’s father said. Ronit, and even his father, were so excited with the spray that they used it again and again to see who could make a bigger web! There was even a Spiderman cake.

After his friends left, Ronit opened up each gift package. Yesssss! He was a big boy now. He had got so many presents of toys and games and they were all for big boys. He especially like a Lego set that made a battery-powered robot, a snazzy car racing video game, and, best of all, a cool skateboard. Ronit went to sleep clutching the Spiderman. You see he had decided he no longer wanted his favourite stuffed toy, Pepper doggy.

As soon as his head hit the pillow Ronit fell asleep. He now slept in a room of his own. A room with sunny yellow walls. But until yesterday, he had gone to sleep clutching Pepper doggy’s ear. The softness of the toy always made him happy. But Spiderman was a metal toy. It was cold to touch. At night, as Ronit’s blanket slipped down the bed, the cold metal of Spiderman poked him. Ronit dreamt that he was being chased by icy monsters who were out to freeze him into a statue. In his dream he shouted for Pepper. Not finding Pepper, woke up screaming crying.
His mother heard him whimper and came rushing into his room. “I want Pepper. He is my friend. Big boys also have doggy friends” cried Ronit. Pepper has crept back into Ronit’s bed. Every night, Ronit and Pepper have a new adventure. In his dreams, Ronit sees Pepper in a Spiderman outfit. Isn’t that cool?

_SBF