Category: Humor

Saturday Matinee – Savage Chickens, Rufus Thomas, Jaco Pastorius


Savage Chickens animation [via].

Rufus Thomas‘ “Funky Chicken” live at WattStax 1972.

Jaco Pastorius‘ “The Chicken,” live in Montreal. Bob Mintzer-sax, Randy Brecker-trumpet, OthelloMolineaux-steel pans, Peter Erskine-drums, Charles “Don” Alias-percusion.

As talented as Pastorius was, he was diagnosed as bi-polar, and despite medications, lived on the streets for weeks at a time. He died in 1987 at age 35 from head injuries incurred during an altercation with a bouncer at a nightclub in Florida.

Have a great weekend folks, see you back here tomorrow.

The .Gif Friday Post No.230 – Party Cats, Snow Spaz & Hovercat Attack

[Found here and here. H/T to Bunkarina for the hovercats, and to Oddman for Snow White who I messed with.]

Tentsile

I see a problem. It has to do with the inconvenient combination of nighttime, calls and nature. [Found here.]

We’re SO Screwed.

You can find out how he got it (and what he did with it) at the Daily Mail, or at Archie McPhee’s Endless Geyser of Awesome.

Next thing you know they’re gonna be whittling lifesize human decoys. [Found here.]

Dogleg Afternoon

Too many title possibilities for those beach bowsers.

Dog Pwnd
A Friend In Need
Leg Lift
Puppy Chow
Canine Cannibal
Bite me

Gotta be more than that, so have at it.
[Found here.]

Why Boobs?

On the previous post, we mentioned boobs, and here’s why. For years WordPress discouraged advertisements on its platform, and apparently a lot of peeps complained enough to get them to change their policy.

Several months ago we received an offer from WP, that due to the level of traffic and other factors, Tacky Raccoons might be eligible for embedded advertisments with the promise of becoming filthy rich.

Okay the filthy rich part was not in the agreement, but we decided it was worth a shot, even if it only funded a couple of beers a month. So now we have adverts. The first one that showed up was this:

Yep. The algorithm that generates ads decided to eliminate raccoons and sell poop-shaped pillows. Made me smile, and that brings us back to boobs.

The word “boobs” generates a lot of traffic, and if we can make a few clams by posting other phrases like “Lesbian Amputee Dwarf Porn” then so be it. It’s an experiment, and no, we’re not going to start posting pictures of humongous breasts,  sex trapeze circus bimbos, or naked silicone sluts smothered in Chee-Tos. Carry on.

Update: When I previewed this post prior to posting, this ad showed up:


I think someone’s trying to tell me something.

Saturday Matinee – Hey Baby ’59

Before you click on that first video, I gotta tell you something. Bunkarina sent it to me from the living room last night. Although I recognized the song immediately, I couldn’t name it or identify the original artist, let alone date it correctly. Had I been betting, I would have lost my shorts.

Now THAT is how to ask a girl to Senior Prom. Had I only known.

Hey Baby. On the beach.

In the rec hall. From the comments: Ha! – check out :34 – :36, looks like she’s popping her head in the door and thinking about being your girl!

DJ Ötzi’s version is cool, too.

That’s Bruce Channel and Delbert McClinton in 2003. Channel wrote it in 1959, recorded it, and it became a No 1 Hit in 1962.

50 years later, it’s still a hit for a high school prom invitation, and that makes me smile. Have a great weekend folks. See you back here tomorrow, when I will explain why “boobs” is now in the tagline.

The .Gif Friday Post No. 229 – YoYo Squirrel, Weapons Testing & Mr. Stupid Pants

[Found here and here. The 2nd one (that I messed with) came from here.]

Scandinavian Chemistry Set


This is what they use to make lutefisk. True.
Okay, it’s actually Russian, but they’re not as funny as Scandis.

[Found here]

The Ol’ Fishy Holes


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