Saturday Matinee – Hornet Nest Eradication Fail, Tom Sitter, Kenneth White, The Avett Brothers & The Magnetic Fields

A Peavey amp, a Gibson, Black Sabbath, a Roman Candle, a hose and a folding yard stick is no defense from hornets. The part where he says, “Hold my beer,” is missing from the video.

From Laughing Squid:

Redditor Kathy Sitter very proudly posted a video of her 93-year old grandfather Tom Sitter telling an absolutely hilarious story to a very responsive audience during The Moth in Madison StorySLAM at the High Noon Saloon in Wisconsin. The theme of the night was “Love Hurts”, so Sitter spoke about his valentines from 1933, earning him a first-ever perfect score.

Kenneth White spent over 5 years building a replica wild west village from the 1880’s right in his backyard. White built everything from scratch including a saloon, a church with beautiful stained glass windows and an old-fashioned western jail complete with a prisoner in the bed.

What a great project. [Found here.]

How ’bout some modern country?

The Avett Brothers got the licks, and they proved it at Knoxville’s Tennessee Theater in 2015.

Bunkessa ran off to see The Magnetic Fields last night. The music isn’t quite my can of beer, but the animation is fun.

Have a great weekend, folks. See you back here tomorrow.

 

The .Gif Friday Post No. 481 – Beagle Blues, Lumberjack Haircut & Fart Prank

[Found here, here and here.]

Action-Packed Hot Links

Puddles’ Pity Party website is everything you’d expect, and more.

12 protips on How to Email.

Naked Tickle Me Elmo  creeps me out.

The SJW was a great satirical post for April Fools Day by Maddox. I’d forgotten about his acerbic wit until I had a brief discussion about vegetarianism recently, and remembered his classic comment:
“For every animal you don’t eat, I’m going to eat three.”

There’s a new victim in town. Check your right-handed privilege, folks.

Rare, huge shipworms discovered in the Philippines, and they’re RARE & HUGE [via].

In 1674 London, women petitioned to ban coffee [via]. Why? Here’s a hint:

THe Coffee-house being in truth, only a Pimp to the Tavern, a relishing foop prearative to a fresh debauch: For when people have swill’d themselves with a morning draught of more Ale than a Brewer’s horse can carry, hither they come for a pennyworth of Settle-brain, where they are sure to meet enow lazy pragmatical Companions, that resort here to prattle of NEws, that they neither understand, nor are concerned in; and after an hours impertinent CHat, begin to consider a Bottle of Claret would do excellent well before Dinner; whereupon to the Bush they all march together, till every one of them is as Drunk as a Drum, and then back again to the Coffee-house to drink themselves suber…

Note that at the time of that petition, the midday meal was called “dinner.” Supper came later in the day as a snack before bedtime at sundown.

Street snake attacks biker in Thailand.

Senior Jitterbuggers [via].

Heh. I just rediscovered Missing Missy. Classic trolling at it’s best.

Devo – The Early Years. VHS video is probably from 1977, possibly somewhere near The Spud Fryer.

Michael Crichton critiqued Kurt Vonnegut in 1969, and it’s an interesting read [h/t Octopus].

[Top image from here.] Here’s a compilation of the best action scenes from Uganda’s first action movie Who Killed Captain Alex?  [via].

The .GIF Friday Post No.480 – Dumbo Octopus, Don’t Taunt The Bull & Whale Carcass Blows

whale-carcass-explodes

[Found here, here, and here.]

No Brains Accepted

Grammar Nazi has been summoned.

[Found here.]

This disturbs me.

[Found on a small cutting board in our kitchen.]

Birthday wishes granted.

[Found here.]

The Friday .GIF Post No. 477 – WTF Toy, ViewMistress & Nobody Notices Stupid

[Found here, here and here.]

Stuff like this makes me wanna puke.

Apparently it was an exercise required of applicants to a government job. The woman who posted this on Twitter said she was asked to leave after she voiced her disgust about the “I’ll Bet You’re A Bigot” test. (Note that they couldn’t even spell “Nostradamus” correctly.) I wouldn’t hire ANYONE who chose to participate in such an idiotic exercise, and walking out is the appropriate response, IMO.

And that’s exactly what she did.

Reminds me of this ill-conceived mind experiment, and the work of photographer Jill Greenberg (whose claim to fame is making toddlers cry as a political statement).

Puke.

[h/t @paperghost]

It’s Now Twenty After One Everywhere.

Posted a 01:20AM PST.

[Found here.]