Although there are two cats around here that Bunk denies ownership of, other members of the Family Strutts claim to know about catbreath. (Word is it’s nasty. I’ll stay with the possums… at least they don’t climb up on my lap, stare at my chin stubble, and say, “H-h-h-howdy.”)
[Image from Ms. Cellanea.]
After convening uncovening the Board of Supervisors here at TR Central, the decision was unanimous. After this coming Sunday, post, TackyRaccoons will may start posting
“AXE BUNKY“
as a new weekly feature, scheduled to appear every Sunday morning. occasionally. Our intention is to provide helpful questionable advice for all some maybe just a couple of our readers on any topic. Questions may be dumped in Bunk’s lap at forwarded to bunkstrutts@verizon.net, or posted below in the response section. We’ll collect them, chuckle to ourselves, and respond within 24 hours in a future post.
Forward your question(s), include your first name only, your city and state/province/country, and we’ll see how it goes. No email addresses or actual names shall be posted, so it’s all anonymous, and all in fun.
TR reserves the right to accept or reject any submissions, and to edit them, or not. There is no implied guarantee that any submittal will be used in future posts. Email a self-addressed stamped envelope if you want your submittal to be returned unused so you may forward it to another site.
[Image from here. Apparently it’s an early French typewriter, odd in that the typist couldn’t see what was typed until the page was removed and turned over. Minor design flaw. Kinda like this post.]
Eh, go for it. Not impressed. Well, okay I am impressed. Kinda. Or maybe VERY. This guy is THE SKIDMASTER! It’s also no surprise that THE SKIDMASTER is a spokesman for Pirelli… (Sure, D. White set the local record for fastest time drifting sideways down Montgomery Road in the “Blue Goose” in 1975, but he was on ice.)
Looks like the horse is having fun with it, too.
Here’s proof that if you eat a donut, you will be happy, and if you don’t, you will die.
“Donut Song” by Teo Peralez. Sounds like he coulda been a Ramone except for playing acoustic git-fiddle…
[2nd clip from here. The other videoids were found on the YouToobage with a simple search of “Donut.”]
She’ll never finish it.
[That NomNomNom is from here.]
He’ll never finish it either.
[This NomNomNom is from here]
Folks– Seems this site gets a lotta hits from the TGIF posts. Our crack webminers have been instructed to tag sources, including .gif animations, so that we may give credit to the original authors. Some of our older posts remain un-tagged, so if any readers recobanize posts that ought to be rightly credited, please forward comments or links and we’ll give credit where credit is due.
For example, the original author of this .gif is in demand. I believe he’s in the U.K. and has a number of other excellent animations on his website… but the link has been lost, even though I looked behind the couch. Lemme know if you find it, and we’ll post it. —Bunk
[Update 27 Sept 08: Author found! Looky here.]
Satellite photograph of the San Diego Zoo in April of 2006 with a 23,000x zoom lens. Amazing detail.
No, wait… that’s a photo of Jesse, my friend at the Philip Carey Plant, who showed me how to throw-and-stack 160 lb. barrels of asphalt steep into a truck when I was a tall scrawny 140 lb. teenager, and he was mad because of what the foreman did, and…
Hold on… Okay, I remember now. That’s me when the doorbell rang at 7:01AM one Sunday morning three years ago and the guys in the black suits asked me if I’d been “saved” yet, and…
It’s really a photo from an electron microscope of a typical dust mite that lives in bed sheets and pillows, and eats dead flakes of skin and…
Goodnight, kids.
[Image from Arbroath.]
Sometimes a person’s aptitudes and weaknesses don’t quite mix with the occupation.
[Gotta quit posting images from DRB.]
Washington, D.C. (Strutts News Services) – About 62 lifelong members of the CCTF (Clan of the Cheeto Task Force) arrived in Washington D.C. on Thursday to demonstrate for the right to eat puffed corn-based products known to have very little nutritional value, but that taste so good you could eat a bag in an hour.
In lieu of conspicuous consumption, the CCTF protesters dressed as actual human-sized cheetos, and in lifelike realism, withered row-by-row in the steady rain just to make their point.
When asked about that point, organizer Robert “Bobby” Bieber stated that the production of the cheese flavored junk food is under attack by the pro-ethanol lobby.
“They want to take our corn away! They want to take our trans-fats away! They want to take our fluorescent orange powdery stuff that tastes kinda like cheese away! Are you blind, man?!”
As the rain fell steadily, and the “cheetos” eroded in a natural fashion, the protest disbanded by 4PM due to a severe outbreak of the munchies.
Juvy Possum is in error. Not my tree, and I’m not an elephant.
[Image via Miss Bunkessa Strutts, who happened to be in the right place at the right time with a camera.]
Waddlin’, waddlin’, waddlin’, Though the pond is coddlin’
Keep them duckies waddlin’, Raw Duck!
Rain and wind and weather, Hell-bent in feather,
Wishin’ my gal was by my side.
All the things I’m missin’, Good vittles, love, and kissin’,
Are waiting at the end of my ride.
Cull ’em out, pluck ’em off, pluck ’em off, cull ’em out
Cull ’em out, pluck ’em off, Raw Duck
Dress ’em up, lay ’em down, lay ’em down, baste ’em up
Make sure the oven’s preheated to 375 because no one likes
Raw Duck!
from arbroath.blogspot.co posted with vodpod
Being a duckboy is hard work. Here’s more proof:
This Duck needs no introduction:
Finally, here’s an Odd Duck. Democrat presidential candidate and zen master, Alaska’s former Senator Mike Gravel has the most bizarre political non-political ad I’ve ever seen, and it creeps me out a little:
We assume the message is “Don’t mess with Gravel. He’ll mess up your pond reflections.”
Tacky Raccoons 