It’s all in the presentation. Now hand me the ketchup so I can show the kids what happens when you hit a platter at 80mph.
[Found here.]
It’s all in the presentation. Now hand me the ketchup so I can show the kids what happens when you hit a platter at 80mph.
[Found here.]
Dang. I lost the source links for these (despite the watermarks) so I need to tighten up. If anyone has the original links, I’ll update with credit. The 3rd one reminded me of the last one (which is one of my all-time favorites.)
“what’s up?”
“nothing. just typing on my printer.”
“nice shirt.”
“thanks. i got it at delia’s.”
Someone’s about to land a nice SuperBowl advert gig and never be heard from again.
Or not.
[Found in here.]
[Image from here, related to a ridiculous story from Christmas 2013.]
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.]
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.]
Look closely. It’s not a union ride, but it’s entirely awesome. I could extrapolate a buncha snarky puns about boxes and services here, but we try to keep it PG, or at least PG-13, and neither one of those ratings mean anything, at least not in the world of Babe Magnets.
[Found here.]