This is not a snoot-snout

Wishing all a snoutish and illuminating holiday season

Eat Shit

It's gonna be a long, cold winter lifetime.

Courtesy of M.  

Crotch of doom

Here's a game for Stormy, Peter, and Delphina: Guess whose pic this is?  Hint: two of three of you are really turned on by this person and one of you is freaked out.  Also, drag.

Via Taco and the spirit world. 

Waiting for an intellectual explosion

I'm thinking this is a cognate gathering to Rainbow Bus Club?

With sincere thanks to Feathers. 

Meat puppets

         Via E.

Vey-hee-ha

How did my education neglect to teach me the word for bladder?! And why do Spanish donkeys say "bladder" when they bray?  Eternal mysteries.

And a happy Independence Day to all

Oh hey look, its everyone's favorite dudes!

Why we've been quiet lately

Via M. 

Take down your pants and feel free (tree)

For Delphina and her associates.  Via the indomitable M. 

My Little Man Pony

A wholesome outlet for the centaur-obsessed.  Stormy, this means you.  Giddy-up!

Rainbow Bus club

June 18th, no less

Firecracker

Not quite Kraftwerk in Detroit in 1991 but I love that YMO played Soul Train

Honey Boo Boo Golem

This caused hysteria at the Dixie-Pheathers residence

Stormy Obsessions: MINA

The stare from 2:00 to 2:30!


















 (WAPPA)

Glazed and confused

This collaborator of Karl Biscuit reveals nothing if not Stormy's inner womanhood. 

Thin White Mayhem

Stormy is apparently determined to hide Karl Biscuit's light under a bushel, but I won't stand for it. Crammed revenge!

Overnight, With Wings

Stay Free.  This one is courtesy of Taco.

DO IT

Give us this day our daily DO IT! DO IT DO IT D-D-DO IT!

Ode to the Mammoth Cheese Weighing Over 7,000 Pounds

Ode to the Mammoth Cheese Weighing Over 7,000 Pounds
We have seen thee, Queen of Cheese,
Lying quietly at your ease,
Gently fanned by evening breeze;
Thy fair form no flies dare seize.
All gaily dressed, soon you'll go
To the provincial show,
To be admired by many a beau
In the city of Toronto.

("James McIntyre (1828-1906) found fame not in his native Forres but as the 'Cheese Poet of Ingersoll, Ontario'") via

Slap its tongue in your mouth, part III: Valentine's edition

Miss you wanna kiss you. This image is from an otherwise banal set of instructions for making a Valentine's Day gift.

Detroit's 1980s electronic scene

Because he knows I have spent much of 2013 thus far contemplating what would happen if Gary Numan opened for Millie Jackson, a brother in struggle was kind enough to share this.  I confess I'm a bit surprised we didn't already have a Kraftwerk label.

Monkey on your back

A wunderbar anti-drug message, from Germany in the early '80s.

Slap its tongue in your mouth II

This robot mouth is for Delphina.  It's what Troll would be doing if he weren't doing animals.

I also highly recommend the Robot Dental Patient: "It makes human movements, like shaking its head and choking."

With thanks to Feathers.