Gotta look sharp when you’re on vacation at CementLand, USA. On the other hand, you can get away with velour jumpsuits at CementLand, UK.
[Found here.]
Category: Odd
The First Jimmy Buffett Fan
[Found here.]
Miss Mary Eileen, My Second Favorite Babysitter
This is a true story.
Several times in my childhood my parents abandoned me, but they always left me with a baby sitter, a complete stranger who they paid, just to keep her honest. My favorite babysitter was Veronica. She wore velour sweaters and had a faint little mustache. I had a kindergarten-age crush on her because she was nice.
My second favorite babysitter was Miss Mary Eileen. Now SHE was a freakin’ hoot.
That’s Miss Mary Eileen on the left with her cousin Miss Bevel.
They both lived in a house that was walking distance from mine.
Miss Mary was my favorite. She was a lot of fun. Let us climb on the furniture and stuff. She liked rock n’ roll, too, and brought over 45s of songs my parents wouldn’t allow me to listen to.
Later on, Miss Eileen married a handyman named “Lefty.” I don’t recall his real name, and they moved into a townhouse up the hill.
Mary and her husband opened up a successful restaurant/bar that was very popular, especially with the left-leaning bohemian crowd.
She and her husband raised four sons (youngest 10, eldest 20 in this pic from 1998).
Here’s her youngest son Bobby (nicknamed “Wilt the Tilt” by his classmates) in his senior year in High School, in front of his grandfather’s house.
Eventually Mary and her husband retired to this comfy little cottage in the same neighborhood she grew up in, and they lived happily ever after.
THE END.
No, It’s Not An Animation
[Found here.]
Update: My fault. I missed linking this to the source where I found it, so if anyone finds the source, leave it in the comments and I’ll update the broken link. –Bunk
45 RPM Hot Links
[Click the image to see the awesome coolness of Capitol Records.]
Cooking for A**holes. (Is a language warning really needed?)
A Google search for “Church of the Toad of Light” brings up this article: Milking the Toad.
NatGeo Infinite Photo is infinite.
Big ‘ol honkin’ animals in the city.
Very cool .gif artistry here.
Cold case cryptology: The FBI is asking for public help with decoding a message found in the pocket of a murder victim. It doesn’t appear to be gibberish as at least one series of characters are repeated. I suspect it’s some kind of mnemonic. More here.
The .Gif Friday Post No. 169 – Baby Elephant Pool, Gerbil Bath, HypnoToad
Breakfast of Champions
Times 11. And that’s only her second stack. Don’t laugh or she’ll kick your arse… after she finishes the third stack. Suggest you run while you still have time.
[Found here.]
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Aside from that, a spammer asked me where Tacky Raccoons links were to FaceBlook and StumbleApron. Silly me, I’d never bothered about it, and wasn’t sure how to do it, so I emailed raincoaster because she knows everything I don’t – at least about blogging.
She pointed me to a WorpDress Forum (that she moderates as a megageek Goddess of the Internest) that answered my question, and in turn I promised to hawk her chonis online:
Transformative Social Media Training
Muchisimas grassyass, rain. You made me feel like a hundred bucks.
P.S. Rain is also author of The Longest Running Thread. Four years, and it’s not dead yet.
P.P.S. If you sign up for any of raincoaster’s seminars, be sure to tell her Bunk sent you. =)
Serious Blockage
Someone spent a lot of time on this sculpture, but what I like best about it is that it’s made out of wood, hopefully culled from a rain forest somewhere in the Pacific Northwest, and fastened to a board with a toxic adhesive derived from the bile of boogeymen and tested on lab-rabbits’ eyes as required by the EPA.
It also takes electrical energy to view it. Real electrical energy with tungsten filaments heating up the atmosphere to prevent imminent Global Cooling. Cutsey little weenie curly fluorescent lamps just don’t cut it here.
I suppose you could mount it on a wall perpendicular to the rays of the sun, but then you could only see the image for about 30 seconds two times a year. If the day is overcast after you and your friends rearranged work schedules just to view it, you’re screwed, and that would suck donkeys big time.
Kitchen Knife Potato 7
This image is from a book on radio sound effects. It demonstrates how to easily replicate the sound of a kitchen knife slicing into a potato.
[Found here.]
Bunkmobile Babe Magnet
Fun With Hydraulics 101: The Lowlowrider (or in Hawai’i, The Lolorider).
Even sporting gray primer, this 1959 Buick Electra rocks. The only way it could out-rock itself is if it were a convertible with a candy-apple red/flame-orange blend lacquer paint job with panther print upholstery. It’d get speeding tickets at a stoplight.
If we had an Official Bunkmobile, this pavement polisher could be it, but for now we’ll have to settle for the tuck-n-roll upholstery of the Rec Room couch.
Tacky Raccoons 