Archive for March, 2008
Sunday, March 30th, 2008
Future Fingers
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Sunday, March 30th, 2008
More Floating Babies
I think this may be the Japanese conception of performance art.
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Sunday, March 30th, 2008
Upskirt
I’ve got your picture, I’ve got your picture I’d like a million of you all round my cell I want a doctor to take your picture So I can look at you from inside as well You’ve got me turning up and turning down And turning in and turning ’round I’m turning Japanese I [...]
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Sunday, March 30th, 2008
Japanese Cat-Job
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Sunday, March 30th, 2008
Freak Show Candidate
Well, maybe a tad mundane for a freak show. Definitely not Cirque du Soleil material, though.
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Saturday, March 29th, 2008
Hindus uptight about Mike Myer’s “The Love Guru”
Just like some Kazakhs were upset about Sacha Baron Cohen’s “Borat,” complaints are coming in about Mike Myers’ upcoming spoof called “The Love Guru.” In the film’s trailer, Myers, who stars as the title character, plays sappy pop songs on the sitar and his mantra is “Mariska Hargitay” — an obvious reference to the “Law [...]
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Saturday, March 29th, 2008
The Many Faces of Sacha Baron Cohen
Many of you may just know him as that lovable but idiot reporter with perpetual foot-in-mouth disease Borat, but longtime fans also know him as Bruno (my favorite) character to come out of his comedy series Da Ali G Show. Bruno, a flamboyant and vain gay Austrian youth television host, it seems has been terrorizing [...]
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Saturday, March 29th, 2008
Pop Occulture
Pop Occulture by Stinkfinger When Kerouac came down from Desolation Peak with his mind in rags, not much had changed. 10,000 California cunts were still opening and closing in the sunshine, and Walt Whitman was still wandering the aisles of the A&P in the moonlight, asking “who killed the pork chops?” (and eyeing the grocery [...]