Neveneffecten is like the Kids In The Hall of Belgium (Kids In The Hall is like Monty Python's Flying Circus of Canada)
This video will not be on the front page. I features an excitable wang dancing against a Windows XP backdrop. It is a YouTube video so it’s not too profane, but it’s still NSFW (and Not Safe For Mind).
Courtesy of the above Belgium comedy troupe, Neveneffecten, they often spoof National Geographic videos on their absurdist show, emphasis on graphic.
Hopefully you can enjoy yourself as much as this penis appears to…
Courtesy of the Onion News Network comes this gem. What I like best is the part where they’re mean to the kids…
In My Brain While Sleeping… A Costume I Never Would Have Thought Of While Awake
Blah blah blah subconscious something something weird dream… I met a man wearing this costume and when I inquired about it, he pulled granite from his pocket, placed it on the last stair and said:
"I'm Rock Bottom."
Drunken Recollection… Two Gorillas Are Better Than One
My cousin Steve and I have matching costumes. We debuted them last week at my brother’s party. It was a blast. The next day, I had another party to attend, but I opted to go as Hipster Jesus. Another gorilla was there, and my heart broke a little…
Musical Musings… How Do You Kill The Gill Man?
Is this a good song? No. But does the Monster Mash really deserve being the only Halloween song? (Not counting Werewolf Bar Mitzvah, of course.)
Coinkydink Or Coinkydonk? Did PB Max Get “Discontinued” For Peanut Butter Twix?
PB Max... PB Twix... hmm...
I loved PB Max almost instantly when it was released in 1990. It was the companion candy to the caramel Twix bars I’d eat everyday. (There was a 5¢ mail-in rebate deal on each wrapper, so I binged one summer, sent them all in, and received a $5 check 6-8 weeks later. You can do the math.)
Anysweettooth, seemingly as quickly as the candy burst on the scene, by th mid-90’s, it was gone. A couple more years passed and all-of-the-sudden there was a Peanut Butter Twix bar (and the original became Caramel Twix with a capital-C, as you candyC see).
Whatever happened to all the razor blades in apples and the kidnappings? The night’s supposed to be scary for kids. It’s like a PG-13 horror film these days.
Worth 1002 Words… My Old Halloween Costume Edition
Boxing Match
(lyrics to Halloween Survival Guide, you know, in case your ears aren’t working)
Self-help videos may be a thing of the past (YouTube anyone?), but they were vital to making me the me I am today. I’m the best kisser anyone knows, and I can take down the biggest bullies just long enough to run away in a hurry. Want to know what I know? Check these videos out!
When I was younger, my sister had these toys called Sylvanian Families:
Are the accelerator suits and weapons sold separately?
If they were anything at all like the rabbits in this Japanese cartoon, I might have taken them from her. That is all.
(SIDENOTE: I know this has been out there for a while, but I just found this one with English subtitles… which subsequently has been out there for a while. I know it’s probably not too shocking and therefore not really Hibbidy-Wah-worthy, but… ah, I don’t need to explain myself. But really – Cat Shit One?)
With Halloween upon us (and the one year anniversary of this blog’s creation – woohoo!), I’ve recently made a purchase in preparation for the slew of parties coming up.
Usually, there’s not a slew (and only one that may or may not be hosted by me), and usually, I have the energy to make my own costume out of cardboard. Not so this year!
Without giving anything away, like mentioning I picked up a gorilla costume at Target, for example, I fear I might have dunked my toe into the pool of weirdness that is these folks: Humanimals.
I’ve seen a few horror films that have creeped me out, and one documentary that reduced me to a shambled mess, but this may the first documentary that gives me the heebie-jeebies (I had it once already as a kid, but I’ve heard you can catch it again, unlike chicken pox, but very much like cooties.)
I dare you to watch the entire preview. In fact, you must watch the entire preview.
It’s stunts like these that explain how a chimp can all of a sudden snap and try to bite their master’s (is that the appropriate way to put it?) face off. Speaking of Face Off, how much cooler would that movie be if it was about monkeys trying to eat Nick Cage and John Travolta’svisages. It’d be like Outbreak meets Every Which Way But Loose… Or Most Valuable Primate meets Midnight Meat Train.
You may or may not have taken the “Awareness Test” before, but I couldn’t suggest it more. It was put together by this country’s forefathers’ forefathers’ (and foremothers’) decendents, over yonder, across the pond. (I’m talkin’ ’bout the Brits, you idiot!)
Anywhosyerforedaddy, I failed the test. Terribly. See how well you fare:
By now it’s safe to say that almost everyone has heard about keyboard cat (or should it be Keyboard Cat, like a proper name). Within a few more days, it will be equally safe to assume that everyone will have heard of the above contraption called the katzenklavier, or in English, the cat piano. Okay, maybe that meme won’t hit as big, but it doesn’t make its concept any less shocking.
Basically, the way it works was this:
Cats (or picture kittens to make it more horrific) are arranged according to the tone of their meow (or in this case, whine… not to be confused with “case of wine” which of course would go well cheese, and mice like cheese… um, what was I talking about?) Then their tails are stretched out and fastened underneath each of the device’s keys, and under each key – a nail. I think you can figure the rest out.
Don’t worry. They’re barely in existence anymore. Only singers like Miley Cyrus and groups like the Jonas Brothers still make use of them.
And speaking of brothers, it’s about time to get to the Worst Song You May Ever Hear! (Not to be confused with Worst Band Ever!) Performed by the Wilburn Brothers (and oh, will they) in 1959, Knoxville Girl isn’t just bad… it’s wrong.
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