Found via google image search and yeah, I really was looking for canned fish assholes.
This amuses me. These are the “Foxes 4 Sexual Freedom.” Really.
Last year there was a protest of something or other that was dissected by a well-known but mysterious photo journalist named Zombie. He/she infiltrates and photographs bizarre oddities of the far left fringes of society. That image is from a San Francisco “Slut Walk“ on 6 August 2011.
[Link and story is hilarious, but NSFK.]
[Found here.]
99% LMAO. Video to Free the Angels of #OWS.
Twitter lollageness here. https://twitter.com/#!/search/realtime/bunkstrutts
Everything you can think of that’s cool on piano can be found here.
Interesting website that debunks myths and stereotypes of autistics, with testimony.
The only limit is yourself at Zombo.com.
Got some polarized glasses for watching 3D movies? Put ’em on, walk into the bathroom, look in the mirror and close one eye.
Lonnie Johnson, inventor of the single-note guitar solo.
Lonnie Johnson, inventor of the Super Soaker.
Old Plank Road & Oiled Earth Road.
Top image is from this collection of Awesome graffiti.
Cinco de Mayo has its roots in the French occupation of Mexico, which took place in the aftermath of the Mexican-American War of 1846-48, the Mexican Civil War of 1858, and the 1860 Reform Wars. These wars left the Mexican Treasury in ruins and nearly bankrupt. On July 17, 1861, Mexican President Benito Juárez issued a moratorium in which all foreign debt payments would be suspended for two years. In response, France, Britain, and Spain sent naval forces to Veracruz to demand reimbursement. Britain and Spain negotiated with Mexico and withdrew, but France, at the time ruled by Napoleon III, decided to use the opportunity to establish a Latin empire in Mexico that would favor French interests, the Second Mexican Empire. [Wiki]
So in other words, a nearly bankrupt country stopped paying bills until three big debt collectors showed up. Two of them settled, but the third took it a step further. Mr. Françoise (aka Lucky Pierre) knocked on the door and said, “Nice place you got here. Shame if anything should happen to it.” The rest is history.
In celebration of Cinco de Mayo, here’s Herb Alpert & the Tijuana Brass with some very embarrassing people of European heritage dancing. (No one in Alpert’s band was actually Hispanic.)
Jonco finds stuff on the internest that nobody else can see, and here’s proof.
Tim Armstrong Ska. [via]
Any band named HorrorPops gets my vote (and we’ve posted about them here before). There’s something inherently cool about a mashup between punk, psychobilly, hotrods and Denmark. Besides, they got a curvy girl with tatts on stand up bass singing lead.
With that, have a great weekend, folks.
[via RSM]
Hard to tell who she’s addressing with that sign while waddling in a parade of fugliness. I guess one of the other javelinas demanded a snack and Ms. Cerdita Hambrienta was having none of it, perhaps because the L.A. “We Have Vajayjays And You Don’t” protest march had yet to make it to the trough.
[Crossposted here.]
Ted Nugent, a Michigan-born conservative who has endorsed Obama’s presumed Republican challenger in the November elections, Mitt Romney, drew Secret Service attention with his blunt remarks about Obama and administration officials at the NRA event.
“We need to ride into that battlefield and chop their heads off in November,” Nugent said at the convention.
U.S. Representative Debbie Wasserman Schultz, chairwoman of the Democratic National Convention, responded earlier this week, saying “threatening violence – or whatever it is that Nugent’s threatening – is clearly beyond the pale.” [via]
In response to Wasserman-Schultz, Nugent was typically blunt and to the point.
“Now what you gotta do, I’ll tell you what you gotta do You got to pretend your face is a Maserati It’s a Maserati It’s a Maserati It’s a gettin’ hotty It’s a Maserati, Maserati, Maserati It’s a fast one too man, that thing’s turbocharged You feel like a little fuel injection honey? I’ll tell ya about it, I’ll tell you about it I gotta get that hood scoop off, shine and shine and buff I’ll check out the hood scoop I gotta buff it up, buff it up, buff it up, buff it up, buff it up, Yeah, shiny now baby, heh heh heh You’ve been drivin’ all night long It’s time to put the old Maserati away.”
[Update: Photo in the screen cap was misidentified.
It is not Ted Nugent, it is Sammy Hagar. – Bunk.]
[Update II: Although the above is mostly snark, this is not. h/t RoL.]
Tacky Raccoons 