Category: Food Stuff

The Ol’ Fishy Holes


Found via google image search and yeah, I really was looking for canned fish assholes.

Everyone Eats At My House

[Found here.]

Susan Boyle’s Pancakes

[Found here.]

Saturday Matinee & Cinco de Mayo – Tijuana Brass, Snacktime, Tim Armstrong & HorrorPops

Cinco de Mayo has its roots in the French occupation of Mexico, which took place in the aftermath of the Mexican-American War of 1846-48, the Mexican Civil War of 1858, and the 1860 Reform Wars. These wars left the Mexican Treasury in ruins and nearly bankrupt. On July 17, 1861, Mexican President Benito Juárez issued a moratorium in which all foreign debt payments would be suspended for two years. In response, France, Britain, and Spain sent naval forces to Veracruz to demand reimbursement. Britain and Spain negotiated with Mexico and withdrew, but France, at the time ruled by Napoleon III, decided to use the opportunity to establish a Latin empire in Mexico that would favor French interests, the Second Mexican Empire. [Wiki]

So in other words, a nearly bankrupt country stopped paying bills until three big debt collectors showed up. Two of them settled, but the third took it a step further. Mr. Françoise (aka Lucky Pierre) knocked on the door and said, “Nice place you got here. Shame if anything should happen to it.” The rest is history.

In celebration of Cinco de Mayo, here’s Herb Alpert & the Tijuana Brass with some very embarrassing people of European heritage dancing. (No one in Alpert’s band was actually Hispanic.)

Jonco finds stuff on the internest that nobody else can see, and here’s proof.

Tim Armstrong Ska. [via]

Any band named HorrorPops gets my vote (and we’ve posted about them here before). There’s something inherently cool about a mashup between punk, psychobilly, hotrods and Denmark. Besides, they got a curvy girl with tatts on stand up bass singing lead.

With that, have a great weekend, folks.

*Poof* You’re a hoagy.


[via RSM]
Hard to tell who she’s addressing with that sign while waddling in a parade of fugliness. I guess one of the other javelinas demanded a snack and Ms. Cerdita Hambrienta was having none of it, perhaps because the L.A. “We Have Vajayjays And You Don’t” protest march had yet to make it to the trough.

[Crossposted here.]

The .Gif Friday Post No.225 – Hindu Holi, Woodpecker Win, Flapjack Scratch

[Found here, here and here.]

Love Bite or Zombie Coon? You Be The Judge.


…brains… nomnomnom… brains… blonde… gnarfgnarfgnarf…

[Found here.]

Squirrel Dental Prose

I try to find words to describe stuff like this.
I really do.
But sometimes I just give up.
Like now.
[Found here.]

Humpty Dumping


[via]
There was a reason the nursery rhyme didn’t mention an egg. According to Wiki, the earliest known publication was in 1803:

According to the Oxford English Dictionary the term “humpty dumpty” referred to a drink of brandy boiled with ale in the seventeenth century. The riddle probably exploited, for misdirection, the fact that “humpty dumpty” was also eighteenth-century reduplicative slang for a short and clumsy person.

Although there are other unproven theories that the rhyme references an historical figure or event, Humpty Dumpty was merely a riddle of the “What Am I” sort, and the answer was “an egg.”  (And ten dozen guys couldn’t figure out how to make an omelette?) Try this one:

I am white
And wet to touch;
I can blind
If you stare too much.

German Ratwurst

[Found here.]