Pigeon Pong. [via]
New Axe Cop animated series! (If you don’t know why Axe Cop is pure awesome, you haven’t been paying attention. CLICK HERE and follow the links.)
A fun holiday song (that Bunkarina named “dafuq?”). Watch for the possum.
Have a great weekend, folks. There’s more awesome coming to a blog near you.
“When I was 5 years old, my mom always told me that happiness was the key to life. When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wrote down ‘happy.’ They told me I didn’t understand the assignment and I told them they didn’t understand life.”
Quoted from here. It’s one of my favorites, especially on a modern-day rarity when family and friends get together to share their blessings and to reminisce about what was and what could have been, and then, to discuss what might be. Keep your children happy always, but never depend on someone else to teach them. –Bunk
The only thing missing is a cliff. [Found here.]
The fascination of the Mexican people with death goes way back to the time of the Aztecs. For the Aztecs, death signified not an end but a stage in a constant cycle. Worship of death involved worship of life, while the skull, the symbol of death, was a promise of resurrection.
[Found here.]
It’s just biding its time. Happy Halloween.
Tacky Raccoons 