[Found here.]
Humans are essentially glorified tubes.
[Found here.]
Category: Food Stuff
Copper copper.
Swan Lake Ranch, Alcalde, New Mexico, 1949.
Owner Mrs. Hamilton Garland collects copperware as a hobby.
[Found here.]
“Smelt ya comin’ a mile away.”
[Found here.]
The .GIF Friday Post No. 469 – Capitol Storm, #MAGA & Daylight in Washington D.C.
Congratulations to President Trump.
It will take years to clean up the national and global messes created and promulgated by his predecessor and the Democrat Party. May his decisions be wise, the results productive, and may we become a more prosperous nation for all. God Bless America.
[1st & 3rd .gifs found here and here. I stitched the 2nd together from here and here and modified them for snark only.]
Pizza Subpreme
[Found here. Related posts here.]
[Update: Original image traces to a Reddit post from a couple years ago. Keen eyes noted that the pepperoni is underneath the cheese.
Saturday Matinee -Slidin’ in Montreal, John Popper with Eric Clapton, The Blues Brothers, John Lee Hooker & Aretha Franklin
Self explanatory slippery wreckage with an appropriate soundtrack. (Here’s another version with a Canuck/Reggae/Punk soundtrack.)
Is it too early for a Christmas jam? Nah.
Yeah, I didn’t recognize Eric Clapton, but you can’t miss John Popper, and I can’t keep the image of John Belushi out of my head while listening to him.
Sorry about that, but I’ll make up for it. Lookee here:
Mitica scena del film “The Blues Brothers” in cui Jake e Elwood entrano nel ghetto per andare a reclutare Matt Guitar Murphy e Blue Lou Marini. Eccezionali le performance di John Lee Hooker (è proprio lui che canta il suo stesso pezzo Boom Boom Boom) e di Aretha Franklyn, che interpreta la moglie di Matt.
Vi auguriamo un grande fine della settimana, la gente. Ci vediamo di nuovo qui domani per più divertente.
Boy’s Life Magazine November 1927 – Happy Thanksgiving!
Excerpt from L.K. Smith’s short story:
In the early years of this country’s formation, Thanksgiving was celebrated intermittently as a time of a bountiful harvest, an insurance policy against winter starvation, and thanks were given to God. It wasn’t until 1863 that President Abraham Lincoln proclaimed a national Thanksgiving Day to be held each November.
Have a great Holiday, and I hope that the children and grandchildren still fight over the wishbone. –Bunk
Shut up and eat it.
[h/t C. Robinson via FB.]
Update: I had pre-scheduled this post with the assumption that Hillary Clinton would win the Election since all the polls and talking heads said she would. I am pleasantly surprised at the outcome.
There is still hope for this Great Country.
Bunk’s Grumpkin
20 minutes start to finish, no template. I was going for a Samoan Luche Libre kinda vibe. In the sun it looks like The Donald, but that wasn’t the intent.
We had a total of three trick-or-treaters. One was a little yappy dog. The other two were adult women begging for candy, and one of them thought jogging pants and a sweatshirt and carrying a little yappy dog counts as a costume. The other one was wearing crow feathers. Her outfit was awesome, and she’s completely nuts.
Then The Missus got HER knives out.
These were good, orange bell peppers stuffed with rice, corn and black bean farts. I love Halloween.
