Category: Stupid

Ignorance in motion.

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Breeder of hate.  I pity her innocent children.

On Saturday, January 10, 2009, a large rally and march took place in San Francisco to protest Israel’s invasion of Gaza.

Sorry, folks. I couldn’t let this one pass.  This is so horribly pathetic that I won’t even make a joke about her obvious illiteracy.

Caption and image from Zombietime.  You want to see images of hateful dangerous  “citizens”?  Amazing and jaw-droppingly uneducated disgusting mofos?  Click here.

Fortunately this brand of trash is in the minority in this country…  for now.

[Update:  More young minds were being poisoned at this protest in L.A.]

Land of 1000 Hot Links

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17 Gods, from Hanuman, and only one of them is not pissed at you.

25 Greatest Calvin & Hobbes Strips.

Probably no one will attempt to fight. [Via Nurse Myra.]

“Future Schlock” by P.J. O’Rourke is worth a read.

How could you miss it?  WEASEL PUKE.

And just in case you missed this, ya gotta see this worm.  It pukes itself up.

Speaking of coffee, Rockhoppers has a radio ad.

“We’ve seen just a skyrocketing autism rate.  Some people are suspicious that it’s connected to the vaccines. This person included.” More scientific ignoramuses here.

James Burke’s excellent series “Connections” is required viewing. Here’s Part 3 of Episode 1.  I’d forgotten about the show until Mr. GAB reminded me.

The Ocapellos were the greatest singing group ever if only because Frank Zappa took their song “The Stars” and mooshed it into “Fountain of Love,” recorded as Ruben & the Jets.

Speaking of Frank Zappa, one of his greatest influences was one Edgard Varese.  John M. of Uncertain Times found some great gems and posted them here.

[Like the Hot Links?  More here.]

Russki Babeski Magnetski

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Nothing screams “BABE MAGNET” like a genuine Russian NyetMobile painted in puke greeen, with pink and yellow highlights.

Nevermind the exhaust pipes/mufflers/after-burners that keep the rear quarter panel aluminum trim from overheating, and ignore the rear mudflops  an inch above the pavement. (Yes, I called them mudflops.)

What makes this a genuine Babe Magnet is not the tumor growing from the rear boot, nor the tumor monitor mounted just inches away.

It’s not the surfboard rack either, although Comrade Pav’s ride certainly gains some serious Babe Magnetage points there.  Look closer for the REAL love bait… closer… closer…

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Woop! It’s either a lion with it’s paws spewing stinky vapors, or it’s THIS GUY.  You be the judge.

After analyzing the image in detail, we conclude that this vehicle reeks with Pure Efficient Genius,  and thus meets the criteria to be declared a genuine IABM (Instant Awesome Babe Magnet).

[Image from the always excellent HERE.  Don’t miss The World’s Most Amazing Collection of Babe Magnets HERE.]

Mary Jane’s Friend’s Beauty Tips On How to Enhance a Receding Chin and Raise Your Cheekbones While Shooting Mysterious Mind Vapors From Your Forehead

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[Image from here.]

Seasonal Fail

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Bunk’s Days in the Service… Industry

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A long time ago, in the late ages of black and white TV, Bunk worked in the service industry.  Grunt jobs in restaurants and hotels.  Pot washer. Busboy. Bellhop. Toilet scrubber. Shag carpet raker. Drunk patron helperouter

I was one of three bellhops wearing Hilton monkey suits. Think of three PeeWee Herman/Eddie Haskell type weasels lurking just inside the front doors of a fancy hotel. We were like that.

Besides humping bags all over the hotel, we ran room service and operated a satellite AVIS car rental desk. We were paid less than minimum wage as we were expected to make up the rest in tips.

We got creative.

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The .Gif Friday Post 61: Honka Chickm Honka Chickm Honka Chickm Honka Chickm

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Everybody Sing:
“HonkaChickmHonkaChickmHonkaChickmHonkaChickmHonkaChickm…”

[Update 24 December 2008:  Loyal Reader Planetross noted that this .gif syncs nicely with the Ramones vid above.  Is this a Great Country or what?}

Self Explanatory.

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[From here.]

Yeah. Right. As If.

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‘Spose you wanna leave a comment, huh.  G’head. Tell us something we don’t already know.

At least I didn’t camp out in front of Fry’s Electronics for 11 hours just to buy a four-dimensional battery charger for $57.99 plus 36 month’s worth of vapors for access.

Meh.

Another Great Gift Idea: Sick Japanese Dog With Infectious Saliva Game!

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Okay, um, lessee.  You open the sickly dog’s skull, stick his tongue to the roof of his mouth and pour in a bunch of green slime with little tidbits in it.  Now the sinuses are loaded. Close the head, and doggy drools infected pus with candies that you try to retrieve with electrified tweezers before they land on his tongue.

But here’s the excellent twist:  If you pick the wrong tidbit, you are awarded with 110V of Japanese current coursing through your metacarpals.  Hilarity ensues as you roll on the floor convulsing uncontrollably.  Everyone’s a loser in this game, not just you!

It still doesn’t beat “Pie Face” as our all-time favorite strategy game, but it’s a close second.

[Found at RGS, with many more to choose from. Nice archive of gifts here.]