Month: March 2012

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It Made Me Laugh

A lot of things have been going down outside of Tacky Raccoons that I’m involved with, and that screencap made me laugh on a number of levels. (Yeah, it’s a screencap, not a photoshop. Click on it.)

After the untimely death of Andrew Breitbart, some of his close friends and co-workers decided to do a 24 hour dj marathon, via Twitter, consisting of songs that they liked. I came in late to the show, and found that @Liberty_Chick posted the Tubes’ “Mondo Bondage.” There was some funny convergence that popped up on the screen.

I can’t explain it all here, but it has to do with Andrew Breitbart, this, and some other things I am involved with elsewhere just for fun.

That .png image at top has so many built-in contradictions and subtle innuendo that I thought it was worth a post. If you get it, great – pass it on. If you don’t, we’ll have something entirely different tomorrow.

YAY! Bumpercars! YAY!


[via email from 1389AD]
We’ve featured Rat Rods before, but now it’s time for some street legal mobiles that would make Ralph Nader crawl into a freshly dug grave just to roll over.

Yes, you read that right; these little beasties are street legal.

They run on either Kawasaki or Honda motorcycle engines and co-opt vintage bumper car bodies into the most awesome form of mini-car we’ve seen in too long. There are seven of these little monsters floating around California and they’re all the creation of one man, Tom Wright, a builder in the outskirts of San Diego who figured the leftovers of the Long Beach Pike amusement park needed a more dignified end than the trash heap.

They were originally powered by two cylinder Harley Davidson Motorcycle engines but they rattled like heck because of the two cylinder vibration and Tom replaces them with four cylinder Honda or Kawasaki 750’s and a couple have been measured as capable of 160 MPH, which is terrifyingly fast in machines with such a short wheelbase.

Are these true Babe Magnets? For sure, and they’re Unsafe At Any Speed, which is just how we like it on Tacky Raccoons.

Saturday Matinee – Slim Harpo, The O’Jays & The Persuasions

Slim Harpo‘s “Scratch My Back.”

O’Jays stroll on Soul Train. [h/t Gwendolyn W.]

The Persuasions are one of the best a capella groups ever. Frank Zappa referred to bassman Jimmy “Bro” Hayes as “The Human Sub-Woofer.” (The Persuasion’s tribute to Zappa Frankly A Cappella is excellent, btw.)

And I’m out of time for tonight, so have a great weekend folks. See you tomorrow.

The .Gif Friday Post No. 218 – Glad Bag Sale, Floor Ninjas & The Pandas Of Death

[Found here, here and from somewhere that I don’t remember. I modified the 2nd one for fun.]

Cosmic Slop

“Space Traders” was produced by HBO films and is based on a short story writhed by Prof. Derrick Bell, Barack Obama’s Harvard Law professor. Big Hollywood: “Bell eventually resigned from Harvard in 1992, and continued to stir controversy. He wrote a short story, “The Space Traders,” in which he imagined that Americans would sell blacks to aliens in exchange for gold to repay the national debt. He also implied that Jews would help blacks only out of a sense of self-preservation, turning Holocaust victim and diarist Anne Frank into “the symbol of Jewish hypocrisy.””

And, yeah, that’s the head of George Clinton, Commander of The Mothership, presented for amusement purposes only.

[For those of you who are following the 2012 US Presidential Elections, and regardless of your political affiliations, I strongly suggest that you check this site daily for important updates. –Bunk]

Honey, We’ve Got Gophers in the Attic Again.

People who live in grass houses shouldn’t throw something or other.

[Found in here.]

Jerry Beaver as The Mathers

[Found here.]

What A Fun Costume

Be a paper cowboy with a broken ankle.

[Found here.]

Get Down

This reminds me of when I ran out of dishwasher detergent and decided that Ivory Liquid was a good substitute. Clicked ON and went to work, came home to an apartment full of suds.

The worst part was that it occurred in my dad’s apartment, and he fixed the problem so it wouldn’t happen again. He booted me out.

[Found here]