I have previously annointed Pat and Mick‘s YouTube masterpiece as the most Eighties music video of all time but, having now seen what you are about to see, I must reconsider. This has everything, including Giant Squid, a midnight zoo jailbreak, skydiving, a luau, flaming tiki torches, an octopus drummer, and a David Hasselhoff cameo. What more could you possibly want?
via metafilter
A random thought…
I looked up from the computer to notice that the bamboo, which grows four feet over the balcony, which is twelve feet from the ground, was sparkling.
Sparkling.
And me wuvs me some sparklitude. It’s the bane of my existence, this ban on sequins before 5pm; isn’t daylight when they would be shown to full advantage?
It’s raining. And the light from the amber spotlight on the parking lot behind the Chinese Retirement Home reflects off the leaves, which dance when the rain hits them, hence the sparklitude. There are consolations to living in “the bad part of town.”
Now, I just need the firecrackers to start.
Alas, I have no way of knowing if it’s true. There are no testicles handy (sigh) except for all of these ones in jars, and they just sit there, they don’t dangle. Please do examine any testicles that come to hand and report back in the comments.
From Popbitch:
“Re last week’s mailout testicle story… The higher
of the two is always on the same side as which the
male writes with.” – fleetwood_smack
But…my god! What of the illiterates?!?!?!?!
This is awesome. It is frightening. It is hilarious. But the comments on the YouTube page are the best of all: not only are her fellow pony collectors cheering her on for being “an individual” just like them, they’re trashing and multi-downvoting everyone who doesn’t believe exactly as they do. Fandom at its best, for sure.
I’ve got no particular issue with The Pony Lady here, except that the He-Man costume really isn’t doing her any favours, and she makes the word “pony” sound absolutely filthy when she says it; it’s the vicious, defensive, groupthinking, happyclownfaced community that I have a problem with. Hey, maybe they’ll comment!
Stolen from Bridlepath.
Seriously, I’ve met Beagles that can’t handle this. That guy is a genius, and I only wish I spoke enough Spanish to email him and ask him to train my next boyfriend!
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