Showing posts with label Japanese popular culture. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Japanese popular culture. Show all posts

Monday, January 2, 2012

Hybrid

The story of Shumaki, an ET/human hybrid who must try to live in a world that doesn't believe in the reality of one of his parents.


Via Bababadalgharag

No, He's Not Donald Duck

'sCurvy Duck -- the Japanese knock-off.


Via Bababadalgharag

Saturday, December 31, 2011

Those Horrible Sounds!

Moshi was horrified. He just knew from the sounds coming from his parents' bedroom that his father was eviscerating his mother, who was now moaning in pain.


In that moment, he forgot all the other times, where, at breakfast, they both seemed fine and sane.


Could it be a nightmare? He couldn't get the sound of his mother's pleading tone out of his head.




Courtesy of Sex Dog


Shamaka Life Complex

Eepee-Hrosh-Ma, a Shamaka Life Complex, and her slice-offspring, as they march to the nearest sleeping human. They will make a temporary nest near the sleeper's head, and generate/store energy by symbiotizing the human brain metabolism. At the same time, they will produce a smell very similar to that of liverwurst, and Eepee may slice off another child. 


As a Shamaka Life Complex moves, it excretes Hwangia turds, which are initially visible but quick fade out to the point that they are difficult to detect. Whenever a waking human steps on one, it initiates a process in them which causes the transmission of brain energy to any nearby Shamaka.


It also imparts to the person a feeling of extreme well-being for about 2 minutes, followed by a single occurrence of incontinence.


Source: Sex Dog

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Golden Bat Cigarettes

If you are familiar with the Japanese sci-fi/fantasy film "Ogon Bat", then you will recognize elements of that film in the imagery for this ad. 

And you will be scratching your head at the choice of that theme for a tobacco product.

Ya gotta love the Japanese for just these sorts of weird juxtapositions.



Sunday, December 18, 2011

Please Do Not Be Alarmed

I am Takahishi, Spectral Ranger from the Marpal Galaxy. I am tracking a fugitive from the Mung Dokka Prison Chain. He is a Pard Planet native known as Fache-Trarna, which translates to "he which enjoys probing solid waste bio-chutes". He is very dangerous. 


I will give you a weapon with which to protect yourself. It looks like a breast pump, but trust me, it is very powerful and it will intimidate Fache-Trarna. 


Now, should he show up, I can be summoned by the sound of intestinal gas passing from your anal orifice while you are enunciating my name. I just need to get a sample of the tonal characteristics.


Thank you. Now I bid you farewell and good luck. I must be on my way.


Source: Bikini Machines

Saturday, December 17, 2011

Ladies, Ladies

Ima beg you to listen to me, because if you dismiss me, you will be throwing away an incredible pleasure for all of us. I, Johnny Pachinko, am the master of erotic skills, and the more babes I am allowed to engage simultaneously, the more orgasmic the possibilities.


So, don't disregard me, por favor favor.


Nicked From Peach Bee

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

And Now For Your Pleasure

A demonstration of the process our corporation has developed for combating erectile dysfunction. We like to call it "Snap To", for short. Gentlemen in the audience, please don't be embarrassed if you should experience an erection.


Source: Fuck Yeah Dementia

Sunday, November 27, 2011

Look Like Bottom Of Teacup, Right?

Wrong, Round-Eyes. It is a tiny atom bomb, powerful enough to take out 1,000 Starbucks. Your President will submit to my demands or I will plant one of these, remote-detonation-capable, in every PAC headquarters in your puny nation.


Via Sloth Unleashed

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

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