[h/t Internet Septic Tank Engineer]
[Found here.]
Amboy Dukes. [Found here, where Urban Infidel has posted vids of OWS racism.]
Things have been busy around TR HQ, and I almost forgot the first post of 2012! Happy New Year evahbubby!
Category: Cool
Happy New Year, Peeps!
Another year’s gone down the toilet, and I’m happy to flush it. Too many things happened and too many things didn’t, but at least we have a lot to be thankful for, like the .gif I stole from here.
As for you folks who visited and linked to Tacky Raccoons, we are thankful for your rapt attention during the past year. We know who you are and where you live. You’re good peeps.
To you commenters who occasionally remind us that we’re not the only ones in the kitchen, here’s a tip ‘o the ‘ol tarboosh:
1389AD, alex c., AmyOops, Angel, anon, Anonymous, Basement Cat, Bill, Bounce Houses, brcmongooseMongoose, Brian, Brian In Florida, Bunkessa, C Monster, Calo, Captain Obvious, Caryl, Chiqui, chicquero, cmblake6, dalparadise, Dan, danielledevalera, davelogdotcom, deena, DF’s Puddy Tat, Dillon, doriangrey1, Feng, foxylady, G Eagle Esq, gingerfightback, Hala Ajam, harmonysweetpea, Heart, hihihihih, insipid life of mine, JB Maddawg, Jane, Jen, John, John M., Jonco, kdub, Kitty, LC Aggie Sith, Lemur King, Leeuna Foster, Lisa, The Literary Horse, Macker, Mark, Maxim, MILESTONE MAN, Mr. Caps, mrmacs, Mr.PaulRevere, The Necromancer, Number Six, nursemyra, Ollie, Paula Tripordie, Pete56, phil cordery, PISSED, planetross, raincoaster, Rob Cypher, RobinKatie, RoboMonkey, Rose [1], Rose [2], Soylent Green, sparrow1969, stan, Stefan, Tattoo Jim, Teresa in Fort Worth TX, thebigbookofdating, The FonZ, Tony McGurk, VE, The Watcher, Wheels, Ziffy, & Zoe.
Happy New Year, folks. Wish you the best. — Bunk
The .Gif Friday Post No. 208 – Dance Hard
Patience & Wisdom
[Via email from 1389AD.]
On A Hot Tin Roof
Southern Hemisphere December BBQ
[Found here.]
Christmas Diner
[Found here.]
Saturday Matinee – Christmas Eve
Monty Python’s Terry Gilliam’s 1968 Christmas Card is classic. [Found here.]
What a voice! Darlene Love sings her 1963 hit in 1993.
Brian Setzer rockin’ out from a few years ago with “Dig That Crazy Santa Claus.”
Three vids is enough for tonight. Have a Merry Christmas Eve.
The .Gif Friday Post No.207 – Santa’s Younger Brother, David Copperfish & Christmas 1966
22 December 1918 Ville-sur-Cousances, France: Two letters from “Soldier Bill”
22 December 1918
Dear Mom and Dad:
Well nothing much new. Everything is about the same. Am feeling O.K. and in good health. There is really nothing worth while to relate for this place is dead as the deuce.
We have organized a Jazz band and I am playing the ukulele. Have played in several concerts and are figuring on a big one for Xmas. The music we have is sure old but it is the latest that we have. Yaka Hula, etc.
You wrote a letter saying that you was going to make the sweater, etc. Well, I got the sweater, etc. about a week before I got the letter.
Well, this will be all for the present.
So long,
Bill
22 December 1918
Dear Mom and Dad:
Well, there is absolutely nothing new or startling but I feel like writing. Altho I wrote to you yesterday. Read a letter from you this evening and it had the Kodak pictures in it. Was glad to get them, too. I can’t think of anything to write so I am going to take one day out of my diary and give it to you in detail.
Here it is —– Sept. 26
We are in a camp near Auzeville and the big drive is to start. In fact the one that finished the “Boches”. Then the morning of the 26th dawned but dawn was preceded by a terrific barrage which was as loud as thunder and lighted up the whole skyline for miles. We were not flying ours but were held in reserve. Hundreds of “planes” were now flying over head. One bunch had over 150 in it. Along about 8 a.m., along comes a boche plane and he burned three of the balloons all observers landed safe but one and his parachute burned and he fell to his death. A fellow by the name of Barnett and I started out to see the fun. Put our guns on and started for the front line trenches which were about 5 miles north. After a short while we hit the trenches but of course our boys had advanced and were chasing the boche for a fare you well. We hit several mine craters where the boche had mined the roads but already our engineers had started to budge them. After another hour’s walk and dodging a few pieces of shrapnel we hit the town of Varennes and were keen for souvenirs. The boche were still in one side of the Varennes and we were in the other. Machine guns were crackling with a steady roar and long streams of ambulances carrying away the wounded. Dead Boche were laying every where. The roads were filled with them. Long about then a Boche 77 took my ….. but never touched us. Then we started going through the dugouts and it was there that I got the general’s helmet. Also was almost lucky enough to capture a Jerry but a doughboy beat me to it. He was hiding in a dug out. Looked like he wan’t as old as “Bugs” and he was scared almost to death. After monkeying around a while we hopped an ambulance and rode back toward Auzeville. So that finished the day’s fun. But you ought to have seen the dead Huns. Some had legs blown off. Some had their heads and shoulders off and some were in pieces only. A great many had been burned by mustard gas and were burned to a crisp.
Well, I guess I’ll have to “fini” as it is getting late. Hope I get the Xmas box soon.
Bill
