Been there.
[Found here.]
Category: Food Stuff
Naked Black Chicks
That’s not Photoshop.
They’re an Indonesian breed, they’re black inside and out (and no, they don’t lay black eggs). You can tell when they’re cooked because you don’t get food poisoning.
That’s a true story.
This is not.
[More info here, and yeah, the title is for click bait only.]
Protest Protest
[Found here.]
The Large Print Giveth and the Small Print Taketh Away.
[Found here.]
Furry Meatblob, done to perfection.
[Found here.]
HAPPY NEW YEAR ME BLOOGIES!
Amazing. Just one year ago this exact same thing happened.
However, if you exceeded your level of tolerance last night and you cringe at having to prepare something to eat for the Bowl Bowl Games, you’ve come to the right place.
Bunk’s Chili is 1 hour prep, 1 hour leaving it alone, one hour nap, and you’re good to go.
Happy New Year!
I’m Dreaming Of A White Hot Links
Okay, let’s have a poll. Answers are randomized, multiple choices are allowed, all anonymous. Pick your top three, add nominations as you wish.
Holiday Fun: Cat Poop Cookies.
From the ICYMI Department:
Porch Package Theft Payback is brilliant.
The Best Christmas Song Collection ever IMO.
If that’s not The Best Christmas Song Collection ever, THIS IS.
It’s not officially Christmas until I hear this version of Leroy Anderson’s 1946 classic.
From the Fun Facts To Know And Tell Department:
The song “Christmas Is My Time Of Year” was originally recorded in 1968 by the one-off supergroup “The Christmas Spirit” which included members of The Turtles (including Flo & Eddie), The Byrds and Linda Ronstadt. In 1976, an even sappier version was recorded and released by We Three Monkees.
[Top Image: I want to believe that’s a gourd. I really do, but it creeps me right out. These Christmas Tchotckes are very nicely done, but they would have given me nightmares when I was little [via].]
Dog Leg
Funny, but not a good idea unless you want to take your pet in for surgery to remove turkey bone shards from its intestines. [Don’t just take my word for it – click here.]
[Found here.]
“No thanks. I’m gonna pass on dessert.”
[Found here.]
Burgers, Chicken, Shakes and a Creepy Head on a Stick.
Opened in 1959, Mr. Hamburger is still in business. From their website:
“Situated across from the famous downtown Huntsville “Walls” prison unit, Mr. Hamburger has literally been the first taste of freedom for thousands of released inmates waiting for their bus ride out of town. This influence can be seen in the uniquely named burgers fitting the prison theme.”
[Found here.]
Tacky Raccoons 