It wasn't exactly how people had thought the world would end.
Thanks to Mostly Forbidden Zone
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Bertrand Friedan Had Published His "Liberated Balls" By Then
The next day, Greg joined a small group of men on the city square and burned his athletic supporter.
Many Thanks to Mostly Forbidden Zone
Before The Rapture, Loose False Teeth
After the Rapture, Guy really didn't give a damn if his false teeth slipped or not. His demon-teeth were growing in at a brisk pace.
Sneaked Away from Mostly Forbidden Zone
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Dialog In Cinema Is Important
Nigel was grateful for the subtitles or he wouldn't have had a clue as to what the roses were shouting.
Indebted to Mustardy Yellow Aura
I Told You
"O.K., Michael, I know I said you would be the one, but I've decided that Frank will sing "I've Told Every Little Star". I hope you understand. He's got ya beat in the hair department..."
Many Thanks to Mustardy Yellow Aura
OK, What Did We Forget?
Pollo Carante was testy that morning. He had rushed Bukake and Sheeni-Chow to get dressed for the Prawn Games, and they were in full "deer-in-the-headlights" mode.
"Come on, ya look fine. The Prawns will be stinking to Buddha's nostrils by the time we get there."
Eternal Gratitude to Sloth Unleashed
The Prime Directive Fails
Evidence of extraterrestrial cultural contamination: Cheer detergent commercial on Vulcan television.
Courtesy of Sloth Unleashed
Cover Up, Baby
Stockings: the curious case where putting something on is sexier than not.
Thanks a Lot, Sloth Unleashed
Don't Try To Argue With A Giant Dog
Marcia had just about had it with the preternaturally large mother of her precious Muggles insisting in being all the photos she commissioned. And my God, you don't just pop an 8 1/2 foot tall mutt in the tub for a bath. Talk about funky.
Much Obliged to Mostly Forbidden Zone
Manny Charlton's Likeness Is Embroidered On The Crotch
Courtesy of Mostly Forbidden Zone
Monday, September 26, 2011
It'll Keep Your Pecker Up
I'm making some good stiff Joe so that you will be good and stiff, Joe. If ya know what I mean.
Like you need it.
Much Obliged to RetroZone
It's Kinda My Hobby, You See
Clarabella joined the Useful Idiots Brigade and got to wear the most chic of togs for her dissemination work.
Thanks Very Kindly, Sloth Unleashed
We Are Your Friends
Just don't come too close, or we might have to have a knosh on your leg.
Indebted to Mustardy Yellow Aura
Nothing Requiring Effort Is Free -- Someone Always Pays A Price
Who builds the house? -- Who grows the food? -- Who makes them available to the public at large? The farmer, the builder, the entrepreneur.
Today's revolutionary knows how to steal, destroy, and pervert.
And partner with government.
Much Obliged To Mustardy Yellow Aura
Hey, Can't Call Us Conformists, Skags
Coz we are 5 - 5 - 5 kinds of cool!
(and all five are Counterculture Committee approved!)
From Those Swells Over At Mustardy Yellow Aura
It Really Doesn't Take Much To Keep A Boy Happy
Interestingly enough, Warne's put out a "Happy Book For Boys", with the same cover, except the young ladies were in their knickers.
Grazie to Retrogasm
Having The Time Of My Fascist Life!
Horst had just the best times partying with the Hitler Impersonators Gang. Their motto was "The Best Pits and the Wurst Snacks Around". Here we see the boys moshing to a visiting band, The Schicklgrubers.
Image Courtesy of Mostly Forbidden Zone
Sunday, September 25, 2011
Is There No Privacy Anymore?!
"Mommy, I know Daddy is having lots of fun with his new camera, but I really like to be by myself when I do my business."
Much Obliged to Sloth Unleashed
Holy Cow, You Guys ARE Outta Touch
Jock and Chad had been bachelors for a l-o-n-n-n-n-g time. A little too long.
Image from Sloth Unleashed
You Should See My Armpits
“I paint self-portraits because I am so often alone, because I am the person I know best. ” Frida Kahlo
"--besides, I have the cutest little uni-brow." Frida again
Gracias a Sloth Unleashed
For The Good Of The Community
Peggy finally took care of the next door neighbor kid tromping through her azaleas.
Obliged to Sloth Unleashed
You Got Me Where Ya Want Me Now, Bitch
Courtesy of My 2-Second Shelf Life
What A Stern That Baby Had
Bertha, or "Bertie" as she liked to be called, was a big gal, brassy, and knew her way around a rig. She was a little too uh robust for my tastes so I didn't pay much attention to her. Besides, you couldn't tell an awful lot about her corpus with the dungarees and work shirts she was always seen in. Then, that morning. The crew had worked a really late night laying in the equipment for port, and I thought I was the first up. I came up on deck and I'll be damned if I didn't see a whole new side to Bertie.
Obliged to VintageGal
Wins The Award For Tackiest Pet Product of the Year
But ya gotta admit, it may be the answer to a pet that has taken to drinking out of the toilet.
Thanks to Kitschy Kitschy Coo
Every Freewheeling Night Ends In A Head-Crushing Morning
"Someone shut those goddamed critters up. I am nursing America's Largest hangover this instant. Oh, Nelly!"
Image courtesy of Sloth Unleashed
No Fool Like An Old Fool
Because Lord help if my own appetites have to be sublimated to your petty welfare.
Many Thanks to Junk Yard Doll
The Proud, The Bad, The-Soon-To-Be-Adjusted
And we are the CIA-trained kids that are about to beat you to within an inch of your lives...
Thank you, Junk Yard Doll
They Don't Call Her Jackie O. For Nuthin'
Here's a little music for you. Quite catchy, and unusual for its vintage and rather obvious sexual overtones. I mean, c'mon, folks, you ain't foolin' anybody. This kind of startlingly unexpected prurience is what I like to find in music I choose for my sets on Blip.FM.
For Better Or Worse, At Least They Know With Sex Education
Another tip of the hat to Mostly Forbidden Zone
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