(Somehow this is kinda appropriate after watching the New Hampshire “debates,” and I think Mr. T refers to the voting populace as well as the candidates for the presidency.)
[Image from somewhere past here.]
Author: Bunk Strutts
Boogah Boogah.
Front-Running Candidates for President of the U.S. Debate Their Own Presidentialityness
New Hampshire, CA – (Strutts News Services)
Four Democrat U.S. Presidential hopefulls gathered tonight to discuss platitudes on nationwide television, and each arrived with trainers to keep them from attacking each other. (Senator Ed Norton was not present for this pre-debate photo op, but was recognized during the live video as someone else entirely.)
The first question from moderator Lannie Foosers set the stage for the remainder of the so-called debate. The question itself didn’t matter, as the answer for that one and all subsequent questions was, “I will fight for change and am prepared to agree with all who disagree with my nomination, and the current administration is at fault for that, and what you said as well.”
Prior to the Democrat “debate” was the Republican “debate.” Candidate Ron Paul began the discussion before tape started rolling with, “Where is he? Obama was supposed to be here!”
The other Republican candidates all answered with, “You Fool! Of course we support the troops, and we’ll buy them lunch!” before moderator Lannie Foosers asked them each to attack Senator Obama on behalf of Senator Mrs. Bill Clinton.
We can all thank the writer’s strike for this absurd waste of network time. If Bunk was in charge, we’d be watching re-runs of The Prisoner with Patrick McGoohan instead.
[Top image from here, lower image picked off a page of the .pdf file linked from here.]
Saturday Matinee: The Gullible and the Hustlers
Penn & Teller are national treasures, and I’d post more from their cable show (“That’s B.S.“) except for some unnecessary language. This one has “a-h” in it, but otherwise it’s a great example of how gullible some folks can be. [More information about the dangerous substance described in the video may be found here.]
This clip’s from the British show “The Real Hustle.” It shows that anyone who even thinks of trying to beat 3-Card Monte is gullible and then some.
Here’s the original Monte, with the same outcome. I suggest if you see these betting scams that you run away quickly… you can lose just by watching. And if you think you’ve got the talent to run the game yourself, your health insurance better be paid up. Harry Anderson’s book “Games You Can’t Lose” is a pretty good exposé of scams like these also.
Lastly, here’s Paul Newman, Jackie Gleason, George C. Scott, in 1961’s “The Hustler.”
P.S. If you thought you were gonna hear “The Hustle” on this website, well, um, you can find that annoying song on your own.
[The Caption Contest is still open. And TackyRaccons was nominated for the iBlogCup again for January. Vote for the underdogs, and vote for TR here.]
TGIF: The .gif Friday Post 18 – Dead Karl
I’ve never seen a .gif animation as sophisticated as this one, at least not since, but there must be others as this is #3 in a series. (Please don’t expect us to post this kind of quality every Friday… we can’t!)
[Anyone have the original source for this one? We’d like to give credit. Also, the Caption Contest is still on.]
Caption Needed: Apply Here.
Leave a caption in the comments section, and of the two three four we receive by midnight Sunday, we’ll pick the best one and do something with it. Honest.
[Image via email, Tip ‘o the Tarboosh to SM.]
UPDATE: There’s a real cool prize involved…
Happy New Year 2008! A New Century!
New Year’s resolutions. Hmmm. Good God there are so many to choose from and so many to ignore and reject. Okeh, I got a couple:
I shall endeavor to be more ascerbic.
I shall wake up when I want to, not when electricity tells me to.
I shall quit giving the cat rides in the dryer if it hasn’t gone in there voluntarily, and if it does, I shall provide a blanket to cushion it.
I shall stop complaining about cat hair on my chonis.
I shall personally snag the livers from the huge turkeys my lovely wife purchases only two times a year for the holidays and I shall cook them up with butter and eat them in private without telling anyone.
I shall not feel guilty when I snicker to myself.
I shall briefly consider presidential candidate endorsements from Chuck Norris, Oprah Winfrey, Barbara Streisand, and whatsisface (you know, that guy, the funny one who doesn’t write his own material) and ignore those endorsements altogether as idiocy, and shall vote for a candidate and issues that they do not support.
I shall continue to combat the forces of evil, and shall pay my bills on time, with the understanding that giving in does not equate to surrender.
I shall fart when and where I want to, and not when or where others think I should, because it’s none of their business, and it’s completely out of their control anyway.
I shall relieve stress, in the aforementioned way, and other ways that I’m not inclined to let you in on.
Those are way too many resolutions for me, but I’ll keep them… to myself.
Wish y’all and yours a prosperous New Year from Tacky Raccoons.
–Your Pal, Bunk.
Giant Woolly Bear Caterpillar Discovered Near Las Cruces, NM, Predicts Global Warming for Decades to Come
Bunk grew up in the eastern U.S. Regional lore maintains that the severity of each coming winter can be predicted by examining the size of the brown band of the Woolly Bear Caterpillar:
According to legend, the severity of the upcoming winter can be judged by examining the pattern of brown and black stripes on woolly bear caterpillars–the larvae of Isabella tiger moths. If the brown stripe between the two black stripes is thick, the winter will be a mild one. A narrow brown stripe portends a long, cold winter.
This specimen from September shows no black bands at all, suggesting that the winter of 2007-08 will be one of the warmest on record and we’ll all be grilling hot dogs and burgers in January. You can find a couple of curious videos of these giant freaks of nature here.
Here’s a normal sized one, sleeping:
[Quote from here. First image from a site with an unfortunately inappropriate name that we won’t post on this site. Second image from here.]
When Dad Gets Into the Play-Doh
[Image via here.]
Saturday Matinee: Wilson!
The late Cajun Chef Justin Wilson was the only cooking show I ever watched. With more holidays on the way, here is the master to show you how to make Chicken Gumbo with Andoille. Be pay attention so’s to done did it right, I gare-on-tee.
Speaking of Wilson, here’s a claymation version of Jackie Wilson’s “Reet Petite” that can only be described as bizarre:
Then there’s the Wicked Wilson Pickett, here with “99-1/2”:
My favorite Wilson of all won Best Supporting Actor for his role in the movie “Castaway” without speaking a single word due to great writing. Here’s a video of his complete monologue, in 3-D:
The .Gif Friday Post No. 17: “Look Ma! No Friction!”
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