Hibbidy-Wah?! Are You Effing Kidding Me?

No.

Seriously.

You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.

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I’m not about to jump on the bandwagon of slamming some misguided, self-righteous kid, but boy… do I want to.  This is one of those situations best illustrated by illustrations I made to defend Justin Bieber:

By hating on McKay Hatch and his No Cussing Club, you only make his message stronger.  But then he goes and makes videos like this, and it takes you somewhere completely different:

The only reason I know about him and his fruitless endeavor is because he came out against an episode of Modern Family in which the toddler Lily says:

Fudge.

That’s really what she said in real life.  Fudge.  They just bleeped it out like Jimmy Kimmel does in his Unnecessary Censorship:

And he wonders why he’s “the most cyberbullied kid in the world”?

Here are rational reasons why; here’s the irrational; and here’s one more.

Hibbidy-Wah?! There’s A World Record For That?!

Hmm.

I don’t know what would sex drive a man to beat this record, but I’ve got to hand it to this guy for sticking to something.  (I chose not to italicize the puns to give you a shot at picking them up.  It’s not that hard.)

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Hibbidy-Wah?! There’s Fake And Then There’s FAKE

This, of course, is fake (but spot on):

As for this TV spot previewing The Darkest Hour, keep a lookout for this guy at the 0:15 mark:

No, that is not a hula hoop around him.

Is that Max Headroom, or a waxy-faced man who doesn’t know how to run natural?  Here’s the commercial:

BONUS (MAYBE) FAKE!

In this ad for eHarmony, do we really believe Jon?  No guy really doesn’t want to be single that bad… plus, I only think about 1 in 10 guys roll their eyes upward when counting to the number two:

Hibbidy-Wah?! Looks Like I Made It! (But I Got No Credit…)

I listen to Dave and Chuck the Freak (and Lisa) on 89X every morning here in Detroit.  I’ve listened to them since the days of when it was just Kelly Brown and Dave Hunter, and I remember when they had the contest to name Chuck inevitably The Freak.  I remember when Lisa Way was the traffic wench (but only on days when Kelly was gone), and I rejoiced when she ended up officially joining the show (though she still doesn’t share the headline).

So this morning, when they called out for help to send them a picture of a billboard they were talking about (Podcast 12/1/11 Part Two), I ran to my phone and emailed them a link to my blog.

This was the link.

They rejoiced upon receiving it (Dave wanted to share the image of the gynecologist/weekend DJ with Chuck and Lisa), but I heard no personalized thanks.  I waited for maybe an email (Dave is usually very kind about sending responses), but nothing.  They mentioned they were going to throw the pic on their blog, and so I waited.

Maybe it wasn’t my picture that I took with my camera…

But it was:

*sniff* No DJ (or gyno/DJ) love...

I guess it’s only karma… I use other people’s online pics all the time.

Hibbidy-Wah?! This Can’t Be Real

Sharks don’t have eyes like this, even if they have two:

I looks like a giant noodle with a glass eye.

Sharks have eyes like this:

I hope this one's dead.

It doesn’t even have teeth!  I know it’s supposed to be a bull shark fetus.  Wait… what does a bull shark’s eye look like?

Oh my jaws!

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Hibbidy-Wah?! What Ding-A-Ling Came Up With This One?

If you’re a fan of workout equipment that reminds you of male dirty bits, then move over Shake Weight, because the Free Flexor is in town!

Hibbidy-Wah?! This Is A Thing Now, Too?

I’ve brought up cone-ing once before, but I had no idea that there would be an anti-movement against it.

If you’re unaware of what cone-ing is, it’s the process of buying an ice cream cone from McDonald’s and grabbing it by the ice cream.  It’s apparently become such an epidemic that the workers are striking back:

Here’s a more sampled collection of exchanges:

I guess if What’s Coming Out of Miley’s Vagina? can become a thing, anything’s possible:

"You ain't never had a friend like me..."

Right weirdo?

Hibbidy-Wah?! This. Is. The. Future. (Hopefully. Not.)

I think these kids are doing it wrong.

You may ask:

What are they doing wrong?

My answer:

Everything.

Hibbidy-Wah?! Sibling Torture And You!

One is quick enough and to the point, while the other is a meatball sandwich-sized train wreck.  Watch them entirely for the full-effect of Hibbidy-Wah?!

So which shall I begin with…?

You lose:

Palette cleanser:

Further torture:

Hibbidy-Wah?! Gimme My (Sister’s) Cabbage Patch Any Day….

I was originally going to right about the undercurrent of wrongness in these real video games:

Is the horse talking in the title of this game?

How about you say, "I Really Like..." instead?

But then I found these:

Bring me back to "I Love Horses!"

They’re called Reborn Dolls.

"They're coming to get you, Barbara..." is stuck in my head, for some reason.

And I guess they’re the exact opposite – and somehow the equivalent – of RealDolls (NSFW BTW).

Welcome to Uncanny Valley, Population: 1

I’d write more, but they’re creeping me out!