Is it just me, or are they dancing to “Wooly Bully” by Sam the Sham and the Pharoahs?
Alternate .mp3 version of “Wooly Bully” is available at here along with some other freebees. Rhino Records put out a Best Of compilation on vinyl decades ago, and it’s prolly available on CD.
“Hey there, Little Red Ridin’ Hood… You sure are lookin’ good… You’re everthang that a Big Bad Wolf could want… Ooooooow!”
Sorry to pop your bubble of modern-day belief, but Halloween, All Hallow’s Eve, was NOT a celebration of Satan’s birthday. It was a pagan custom designed to keep evil spirits from taking possession of their souls. The evil dead walked on this night, searching for souls to take. The preventative antidote was to dress up as the evil spirits themselves, and thus confuse them through the night so that they could take no souls.
Then Disney came along to give 5-year-olds nightmares with this:
[Link found here.]
But wait! There’s more! Several years ago a friend emailed me this:
Lastly, Karen from SNTC reminded me of the scariest one of all.
Mary’s Back.
The first thought that came to mind when I saw this was,
“Well, whip me, beat me, and call me Irma.”
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Deliberately changing the topic, this Bunk is fascinated by the words that some folks use to find Tacky Raccoons. Here’s a list of recent search engine terms:
ascii raccoon
woody pecker cat
alpaca snot
lunch lady
the chips rubber biscuit
mint hassenpfeffer
batmobile magnets
raccoons chewing sprinkler heads
I’d dodge feeding Mrs. Strutt’s cat for a day just to find out what those internet surfers were really looking for, especially “woody pecker cat” and “alpaca snot.” I hope they found what they were looking for here. If anyone has a better link for those two search terms, please post it in the comments. I’ll update this post and help hundreds, if not thousands of people searching for the same things.
P.S. I’ll accept hassenpfeffer recipes, too, mint or otherwise.
[Photo, with link to other odd footwear here, and Snopes has the Cinderella Slipper myth busted here.]
All that and caught without an oil can. Dorothy’s not gonna have fun today.
[Original photo from GadgetConcierge.]
StarWars excreta. May the farce be with you.
[Source.]
WEEKENDER is one of my favorite Sunday newspaper glossy parchment inserts, complete with advertisements for gaudy porcelain figurines of unicorns and mermaids with dolphins, Elvis commemorative plates, weight loss testimonials, uncirculated overpriced coins, specious gossip about famous people that I don’t know and don’t care about. It usually has articles on high blood pressure, prostate cancer, senility and mammograms to give you something to discuss with your family over breakfast.
I lost my original copy of this November 2006 issue, but itch one of the best, in this Bunk’s opinion.
[From the Onion archives.]
Bunk loves this song, especially THIS version of this song. Looks like SNL footage of Frank Zappa’s 1976 entourage.
[If it doesn’t play, try this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KwQogHWkWck%5D
Zappa’s line up back then was amazing. Might be Jean Luc-Ponty on the invisible violin; Terry Bozzio on drums; Ruth Underwood on xylophone; maybe Roy Estrada on bass. Zoot Allures era.
Any FZ fans wanna leave comments to clear this up?
Zappa was only on SNL once, and was banned for mugging too much in the skits. You can find the two other SNL/Zappa vids on the Utubage if you hunt for ’em.
“…they’re pretty good musicians, and the musicians are pretty good…”— FZ, from “Green Rosetta.” Make a muffin really betta.
[UPDATE: Something yanked the link to the video originally posted. Here’s the same video from a different source. –Bunk]
[UPDATE 2: Seems that anything posted from SNL is now verboten. I’ve added a new version of my favorite Peaches. Slightly lesser quality video, but let’s see how long this one lasts. –Bunk]
I meant “Babe Magnet.” Or maybe I didn’t. Note that the dead cat, Boone’s Farm bottle and the week-old wad of used Pampers all add nuance to artistic expression of the moment. Note also that the windows are rolled up.
But here’s the genius inherent in this work of Art: It compels the viewer to imagine what it smells like inside and to run away without ever knowing. A piece of artistic genius.
[Photo found amid foodstuffs at Bockety. More Babe Magnetism here.]
Tacky Raccoons 
