Wednesday, February 27, 2008

The best tantrum ever.

I don't normally post from this site but... the you tube hasn't posted yet and I wanted to share this kids mega tantrum. I'm pretty sure there is a chemical imbalance at work here.
Halo kid freaks out!

What have we learned from this?


No pie.

Stop lookin' at my tits you dirty dirty bird

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Monday, February 25, 2008

Sunday, February 24, 2008

Saturday, February 23, 2008

McCord

Kent McCord

MANTOOTH!

MANTOOTH!

Thursday, February 21, 2008

Little Girl Giant.



Super creepy if you are an adult and amazing if you are a kid.

Find out more here .

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Brimmin' with bad concepts



*In color

Everything about these lobby cards say "You won't get what you came for."




* colors may vary from black to white.

Blood Drive.

This is a "hypothetical" situation.

I found myself in the middle of a Blood Drive a few weeks back. Yes a Blood Drive at work. Now ya know I'm sensitive to these things being that I can't donate blood myself. Here is my gripe about the damn drive. (you know where I'm going with this)

If you are a Man who has had sex with another man anytime between now and 1977 you cannot donate blood. Why? Because you are gay and may carry the AIDS virus.
WHAT?
Yes. The American Red Cross will not accept blood from men who have had sex with men as early as 1977. Because of AIDS. Not that women can get. Why they will gladly take blood from a woman who has screwed a different guy every day since 1977 but they don't want your faggoty-got-to-be-tainted blood.

Fine.

You know my work has a non-discrimination policy.

This is in conflict with their policy.

Lets say they also post the names of the people that gave blood and pictures of them giving blood. Doesn't that scream look at the straight people? I find that repulsive.

of course this is not real as I never post anything about work online

I find I have no place to speak my mind

Or dump the huge amount of goofy crap I find on the internet so...
I'm back open for business.

Tuesday, January 1, 2008

So long kiddies.

Over 1,000 posts in one year is plenty.

I'm retiring this blog and moving on.

I'll be creating a new blog dedicated to all the wonderful crap the U.S. of A has offered up in the past 50 years.

I wont be posting as frequently which means I'll actually be writing posts instead of vomiting up YouTube videos.

Stop by the new blog and say hello:

They Always Come Back

The "They" of course refers to the products, places or objects of the past we have long forgotten or chose to forget.

Monday, December 31, 2007

Steven is funny

So this was made as some sort of inside joke for a comedy improv show called CUPCAKE. It's still pretty funny on it's own.

Is Hell still sending these things up here?

I've always thought it looked like a harmonica.

The worst cartoon ever.

Genius at work.


A little cat fight to cheer me up.

STRANGER DANGER!

Feel the cheese.



This one just creeps me out.

Where's the coke?

All the parts of the dead cow make you smile.

Corey Feldman pre-Michael Jackson

McDonalds forced me to give a blowjob to Donna Summers fiance

Behind the scenes of a 70's McDonalds commercial Directed by the great Hollingsworth Morse.

A commercial directed by the great Hollingsworth Morse.



It's funny how their magical romp ends at a real-life McDonald's restaurant. I'm sure that place does bang-up business selling burgers twenty feet from where they grow on bushes for free. I guess they get paid to remove the big googly hamburger eyes so you can eat without your lunch staring reproachfully back at you.

Dig that crazy Mamas & the Papas-esque music!
I have to say the idea of a "hamburger patch" is so repulsive it has kept me from making lunch.



In the early 1970s, Sid and Marty Krofft created the first of many successful children's shows, H.R. Pufnstuf. After the just the first year, Pufnstuf was the top rated Saturday-morning TV show in the country. The franchise was so popular that it spawned a movie and a short-lived theme park.
The Krofft brothers were contacted by a variety of advertisers hoping to capitalize on this popularity. Among them was the defendant Needham, Harper & Steers, Inc., which was trying to secure an advertising account with McDonald's. It 's proposal was to create an ad campaign featuring McDonaldland, filled with characters adapted from the Krofft's popular show.

Needham promised to pay the Kroffts, but later informed the brothers that the ad campaign had been canceled and that no money was forthcoming. The Kroffts promptly sued when the McDonaldland commercials began to air.

Not only did the spots air there was a live traveling show that would tour the United States. Live appearances at newly opened McDonalds were done complete with a traveling set that features all the costumed characters and Ronald himself. Children everywhere had the opportunity to meet everyone from McDonaldland. The set was in the back of a semi truck that had fold down sides to unveil apple pie trees and thatches of singing fries. The set was created with a special staircase for children to come on stage and meet Ronald and get a special secret gift. (mine was a Ronald ring and a Ronald hand puppet.) Years later those children would receive yet another secret gift in the form of obesity and artery clogging plaque.
The truck long since dismantled sits in the PICK-A-PART scrapyard in Sun Valley California. For over a quarter of a century motorists could see an Apple Pie Tree sitting atop a double decker bus, during their travels down the I-5 near the Tuxford Street exit.


The boldness of the spot has faded with time but the spots obvious copyright infringment was not the only link to Sid and Marty Kroft. The bastards at Needham, Harper & Steers were so ballsy that they hired Hollinsgworth Morse, the director of the Pufinstuf feature film, to direct this spot. The music is a Mamas & the Papas rip off and another link to Pufinstuf as Mama Cass played Witch Hazel in the film.


I've been playing this commercial over and over. There is something about the music that seems all too familiar.

It seems to have a Beck "match stick strikes as I'm ridin' my bike to the depot" kinda thing goin' on. It's actually a cool little jingle as I have overlooked my disgust at the hamburger patch and drove to the nearest McDonalds to eat a couple of those happy singing cheeseburgers.


Update: As I haven't had McDonalds in quite a while the cheeseburgers made me violently explosive. With or without the googly eyes... never again.

Oh YouTube!

Honestly the things you can find on YouTube are Crazy!

Like this little gem.. Its on YouTube so its safe-ish but most likely not work friendly.

Edward Penishands.


Edward Penishands is more than just a surreal parody of a Hollywood blockbuster; it's also an entertaining time capsule of early 1990's porn. The hair, the production values, even the women themselves are at a perfect intermediary point. They're caught between the chubby, overly hairy, slightly unattractive eagerness of the 1980's and the slimmed, shaved, surgically sculpted, white washed wooden professionalism of late 90's and contemporary porn. Can you imagine a modern multi-angle gonzo POV porno that has a set with giant Trident gum wrappers on the wall? Me neither.

Sunday, December 30, 2007