The .GIF Friday Post 60 – Catfishbowl
Category: Bizarre
Another Great Gift Idea: Sick Japanese Dog With Infectious Saliva Game!
Okay, um, lessee. You open the sickly dog’s skull, stick his tongue to the roof of his mouth and pour in a bunch of green slime with little tidbits in it. Now the sinuses are loaded. Close the head, and doggy drools infected pus with candies that you try to retrieve with electrified tweezers before they land on his tongue.
But here’s the excellent twist: If you pick the wrong tidbit, you are awarded with 110V of Japanese current coursing through your metacarpals. Hilarity ensues as you roll on the floor convulsing uncontrollably. Everyone’s a loser in this game, not just you!
It still doesn’t beat “Pie Face” as our all-time favorite strategy game, but it’s a close second.
[Found at RGS, with many more to choose from. Nice archive of gifts here.]
House of Rock
Nas montanhas de Fafe, Portugal.
No Flintstone jokes please. Okay. Gimme Flinstone jokes anyway.
[Image via Uncertain Times.]
Tarsier Skull Shop Drawings
I WANT THIS.
In daylight it just screams “Outta My Way, Butthead!”
But at night, it whispers, “Vaporizer Ignition Sequence Activated.
T minus ten and counting…”
“Check it out at night. This baby can be driven from a seated or standing position, fully envelops five in an interior that’s cozily lit and decoratively carpeted, has a premium sound system, and a centrifugal clutch. Then there’s the external rust patina—better call Maaco right now, because next year this color’s going to be impossible to obtain. Oh, right…not licensed for use on public roads, and the whopping price tag does not include shipping and handling. It’s going to take a lot of handling to get this to your place. On the other hand, it could become your place with just a few minor alterations.”
Before I order it, I need to verify if the water cannon is included or if it’s an after market add-on. I still want it for neighborhood protection. Couldn’t verify the size of the cooler either, but I understand that the hologram projector is a standard option.
[Images and italicized description from here. Buy it for me, here.]
OMG. The Zombies are taking over.
http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/2008/nov/17/hillary-clinton-secretary-of-state
Let’s talk some more about “unqualified for the position.” Pheeew.
The .GIF Friday Post 55: rofl copter, ride the snake, but don’t say this to a goose.
[Insert Surferspeak Here]
This embarrasses me… Not for her, but that someone actually designed and built that P.O.S. backdrop, with the lime jello wave and the cauliflower/Pearl Harbor bombing sky, and took some of her retirement money for the photo. Some people have no shame, and I wish I’d thought of it first. (Is that Corky Carroll’s mom?)
Cephalopods: Cats of the Deep
New York, NY (Strutts News Services) – Thursday, Whoopie Goldberg, Barbara Walters, Joy Behar and Sherri Shepard (while berating Elizabeth Hasselbeck for daring to argue logic and common sense) were approached by a creature of superior intelligence from the studio audience of “The View,” and didn’t even notice. All suffered severe palp scrapes and abrasions. No beak bites were reported. Film at 11.
It’s intuitively obvious to the casual observer that this stuff really works. Just one drop and you’re free from you-know-what. I don’t need it, but I bet YOU do…
And if the Magic CephaloDrops don’t work, RIDE ‘EM! The danger is you gotta break ’em first. Teach ’em to stay on the track.
Mr. Bittman has absolutely no respect for the sentient. He’s just asking for a double-palp smackdown, right square in his crackerbockles.
Ignore the misspelling and the erroneous apostrophe, and the fact that a large octopus could easily kick a moray eel’s ass. It’s still a cool sketch.
[Lots more VERY COOL cephalopodia HERE. Related posts here, here and here. Oh, yeah, and here.]
