The forehead staples are kinda cool. [Found here.]
Another Great Gift Idea: Everyday Is Monday Morning Planter
The forehead staples are kinda cool. [Found here.]
Category: Bizarre
Portland Hipsters Can Eat Me.
No, that’s not a photo shop. It’s a real pig being fed a Bunk sandwich. With minimal sleuthing we determined that the hipsters’ porker is standing on the pristine pavement in front of BUNK Sandwiches 2017 NE Alberta Street, Portland Oregon.
This is not their only venue, and they have a Bunk Truck for catering. Why didn’t they tell me? After all, I’ve already got a cool hip logo for lease or rent:
BTW, Google Maps Street View captured this Babe Magnet parked across the street from Bunk’s.
[Top image sent via email. Muchisimas Grassyass, Russ.]
Happy Cinco de Mayo, but this is just embarrassing.
Cosas como esta son tan vergonzoso que yo ni siquiera voy a enviar un enlace a esos imbéciles, pero ¡Felices fiestas!
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Big Ol’ Green Honkin’ Hot Links
Russian landslide is creepy [via].
Vote for Gil Fulbright [via]. He’s as honest as honest can get. Honest.
Vote for Josh. He’s even more honest than Gil.
Yep. Pretty sure that was the first animated .gif.
Conceptual Ambient Sound Art. I made it to 02:45.
This is kinda fun: The Daily Potato News.
Life Is Beautiful (1997) is a movie that everyone of all ages should see IMO.
His great achievement in life involves rolling a ball.
“What do you think you are?! I am!” What a dork.
THIS is awesome. A Rockabilly tribute to The Ramones.
[Top image of Disco Kermit with a ‘fro from here.]
The .Gif Friday Post No.388 – Jet Trails, Big Seas & GyroCube
“Why, yes. It IS a steering wheel.”
“It’s a modified 1924 Allis-Chalmers,” she explained as the Vulcan’s eyes drifted ever so slightly to the dual temperature gauges.
“I should step out during the next solo jam and adjust the thermostat,” he mused to himself.
After turning up the air conditioning, The Vulcan found his buddies playing air guitar in the hallway. It made him proud.
The set ended quickly and when The Vulcan returned, the truth overwhelmed him: she was gone forever. She’d downed her whiskey sours, leaving nothing but lipstick on his empty shot glass and a bar tab of 98 Federation Credits, not counting the tip.
“Hit me again, Joe. Make it a double,” The Vulcan mumbled to no one in particular. He lit up his last unfiltered Tribble, inhaled deeply, tilted his head back and blew a perfect Figure 8 at the fire sprinkler head above the juke box. For the first time in his life, he grinned – a big toothy Vulcan grin.
[Images found here.]
Jurassic Puke
Another Great Gift Idea: “Lucky Mojo Head” With 4 Odors
[Found here.]
Retro Campers
Those two are hibernating, but click on any pic below to see them in their full-sized glory.
For the WIN:
The late Huell Howser interviewed a number of Teardrop Camper afficionados at a gathering in 2003. Very cool vid.
[Images found here, here, here, here, here, and maybe some other places like here and here. Related posts here, here and here. Oh, and here.]
Tacky Raccoons 