What A Crack Up.

When Planetross says there are a lot of bums near the train station, he’s not kidding.  I mean, just look at this maasterpiece.  The locals fondly refer to it as:

アメリカ人は、この記念碑でよく笑う。彼らはそれを面白いと思う。

Located at the rear end of the plaza, you pass the gas station.  It’s on the backside.  For best results, photograph this statue during a full moon while standing upwind.

The monument already had a lot of cracks in it by the time it was installed. It’s been said that the sculptor always gets behind in his work.

Not trying to be cheeky; it tookus no time at all to come up with these terrible buns. Butt I digrass… The title of this work o fart?
The Acrobutts.

The End.

P.S.  I suppose that the steel hoops protecting the sculpture represent the Rings around Uranus.  Yeah, I know.  I just had to say it.

[Planetross found it near his house, kinda;  kudos to S.Le who provided the name for the stack ‘o glutes.  Possibly related posts here,  here and here.]

The U.S. Department of Homeland Suppository

The line forms to the rear.

P.S.  Happy Birthday to Rush Limbaugh, Howard Stern, George Duke, Rob Zombie, Sheila Jackson Lee, the Amazing Kreskin, Marco Boogers, Mississippi Fred McDowell.

And Bunk. Don’t call… I’m sleeping in tomorrow.

Mickey’s Pants Are Sad

[Found hanging off of a cabinet handle next to the stove.}

NY Apartment Infested With Cats and Reptiles: NYPD Officer Uses Drugs

Police Officer Martin Duffy rappels down the side of 2430 Adam Clayton Powell Blvd. in Harlem to shoot a 400-pound Bengal-Siberian tiger, that was kept in an apartment, with a tranquilizer. The sedated tiger, named Ming, and a 3-foot caiman alligator were removed from the building. The animals’ owner was tracked down in Philadelphia and charged with reckless endangerment.

[Image found here with description embedded. Full story from 2003 here.]

Green is for Go

Don’t quite understand this, except that it looks like some pretty good Irish photoshipoopidge.

[Found here.]

How to REALLY piss off a golden retriever

That’s step one.  Step two has to do with a slice of bologna.

Yeah, it looks funny, but PLEASE don’t do this to your loyal dog. Don’t do it to the one who’s gonna drag you, your spouse and your children, all unconscious, one-by-one out of your burning house by the collar in the middle of the night in a sleet storm and risk his/her life to to return to the inferno to fetch your wallet and a 6-pack with a quart of Jack.

Do it to your ambivalent anarchist cat who doesn’t care if you burn or not as long as there’s a pile of food somewhere within a quarter mile of the house.

Just don’t do it to the dog.

[Image from here.]

NOOOOO

… so I guess we’ll never know.

[Top image found in here.]

Bunk’s Facebook

These are the best ones. The other eight faces suck. [Found here via here.]

BTW, now that the New Year is sputtering to a start, we’ve started a Tacky Raccoons FaceBook Page.  I’m new to the FaceBookage, but staff is assisting me with this new timewaster. See you there!

Babe, er, Chick Magnet

Babe Magnet Rooster

Nope, unh-unh, no way does this count as a Babe Magnet. It doesn’t even try to look cool, and it succeeds in its uncoolness by a factor of Stoopid. Given the intentional lack of cool, this could only be a pace car for the Dorque County Picnic Parade, decked out with pure efficient genius.

One can only imagine what hoofed beasts followed in its tire tracks, and we’re referring to the populace. (To be fair, I grew up on the outskirts of Dorque County. We had to dress up a mule instead.)

[Found here.]

New Year’s Day: A Safety Reminder

New Year’s Resolution Number 1: Walk Wisely.

This lifesaving message was brought to you by the National Safety Council via the 1960 Rose Parade. Better advice cannot be found anywhere.

[Image from here.]