There are some things even we can’t improve upon, and this is one of them. [Found here.]
Wish I’d thought of that. Of course around here, you’d need a business license, a permit to perform in public, a Conditional Use Permit, construction permits, an occupancy permit, a permit for signage, proof of $1M in liability insurance and an ID number for tax purposes. Oh, and a toilet room. All that just to make a little pocket change and entertain some people.
[Image found somewhere in here.]
9:49 minutes of pure Bollywood Awesome. [via]
Rowan Atkinson is Teh Schoolmaster. Pay attention, Nipple.
Aswad. Good riddims, brah.
Satchmo. Can’t top him for the end of a Saturday Matinee. Have a great weekend, folks, and be back here tomorrow for more fun.
It probably has something to do with man-made climate changers or sump’m. Don’t worry, tho, bro. Obama’s gonna fix ‘er. He said so.
[Found in here.]
Oh, man, this is a game I’d fight to get in on. I don’t care if it was manufactured and sold by Hasbro, Milton Bradley, Ohio Art or Whammo, the pure psychological strategy of this simple game is awesome.
First step is to show up to the party early. Then get the ante to a decent level, and once the pot is there, that’s when you talk about how you practiced with the set earlier. Of course you don’t remember which color you practiced with, as you start sniffling and hacking a bit. (Complaining about a slight fever helps.) Then start the game immediately, and without hesitation, hock up a loogie into the trash can.
Gentlemen’s rules say anyone who quits forfeits the pot. INSTANT WIN!
But at least it’s garlic Muoooaaaaagh.
Best to just get ’em likkered up then sit back and listen. Awesome stories.
Interesting collection of old songs about murders here with lots of stories.
“We’re DOOOOMED!” Great display of doomsayers of the 1970s from Paleo Future.
Speak With Conviction addresses a west coast speech pattern?
Pixar’s Zoetrope display is verracool.
Okay. Let’s get this one out of the way as quickly and painlessly as we can. I axed FinPeng for a suggestion and, without hesitation, he came up with this.
Great promotional stunt. [via]
The Dead Milkmen were a late 80s punk band from Philly. (Watch for the Sonny Bono promo.)
Mumford & Sons, courtesy of Bunkarina. Cool song, just like this one:
B.B. King, with Stevie Ray Vaughan (in Neil Young/Sam Kinison garb), Etta James and others playing The Wicked Wilson Pickett’s “Midnight Hour.” I recobanize the harp player, but don’t remember his name… starts with an ‘S’ I think. From the Utoobage description:
Check out SRV looking for permission from the King to play a solo… the King bows his head… and there he goes! 🙂
Ebony Showcase Theatre in Los Angeles, April 15th 1987
Have a great weekend, folks. See y’all back here tomorrow.