While Miss Tandi Iman Dupree holds out for her hero…

This video is pretty old and I saw it some time ago but didn’t Fist it thinking you guys might not appreciate how mayjah it is. Also, I think I couldn’t ascertain exactly whether or not this amazingness is deceased or not. Regardless…LEGENDARY.

Since it was brought to my attention again in a post over on DListed I decided it’s now being brought to yours.

Recognize.

It was many years ago, and her name was Vicki. She intoxicated me, but there were certain…uh, complications…to getting involved with her. In retrospect, I should have ignored those complications, but hindsight is 20-20. It’s still a regret that I briefly entertain from time to time as I surf a slightly early midlife crisis, towards that beach where I will wear my trousers rolled, and listen to the mermaids singing, each to each….

The first image I found a couple years ago. Then, entirely by happenstance, I stumbled across the second this evening, and man…she is the spittin’ image of my unrequited love from daze gone by. I mean, it’s uncanny. Better yet, she’s a Starwars-cosplay type, and Leia was another of my teenage fantasies, along with about 60 million other pimple-faced adolescents.

Oh, I once knew a girl named Mary McCluskey
She was ugly as hell, but she had beautiful whuskey…

Here’s Porky, in “The Wearing of the Grin,” which, unbeknownst to Riverdance fans, was the inspiration for that dubious bit of odious commercialism.

I always wondered what that little dude was up to in the lower story.

This video made me laugh out loud at work. I’m usually subtle enough to hold it in. Not this time!

I especially love the “CHEESSSE ITSSS!! CHEESSSE ITSSS!! CHEESSSE ITSSS!!!” bit.

In all honesty, though, David Blaine is a blight upon humanity, and anyone who is the least bit taken in by his “street” “magic” (I put the ironic quoteys around those words because he’s neither street nor magical) is a Grade Q Moron. I kept hearing the holyshitdaivdblaineissospooky hype back in about 2000. When I finally caught his special, I figured out how he did about 70% of his stuff as I was watching it. The other 30% I could have figured out had I cared enough to remember it past the theme song of the next show. He and Chris Angel should just fellate each other into a congratulatory froth since they probably can’t blow themselves… OR CAN THEY!!!!???

My buddy Joe decided to get some coffee beans that were eaten, digested, and SHAT out of some kind of monkey-cat-weasel-looking-thing called a Civet.  People walk around the jungle and collect the poop, then roast it up.  This stuff goes for about $400.00 a pound.  No shit.  (pun indented)  We got a VERY small amount and it was $60.00.  We bought a new grinder, we brought distilled water to 180 degrees, we pre-heated a french press, and brewed it up.  I figured that you buy this $400 dollar a pound coffee and some ass in New Jersey goes to Costco and sells you some “Kopi Luwak” which is really Columbian coffee roasted by some guy named Fred in Jersey City.  Well, I was wrong.   One taste of this coffee and you are 100% positive that it’s NOT normal coffee.  Without a doubt, the finest coffee that I have ever tasted, and the 6 or so people that got a taste all agreed.  It’s freaking incredible coffee.  All flavor, no bitterness, no aftertaste.  It’s perfect.  I highly recommend trying it, so that like me, your next cup of $10 a pound coffee that you’ve loved for years will taste like asphalt comparatively. We took pics of the process and also of Thumb enjoying his $20 cup of coffee Read about the poo-coffee!

The Your Mom post below, and the track I posted with it reminded me of all that old music Middle, Doc Watchout, Dirty Johnny, Underwear Monkey and Thumb used to do. So when I watched this clip, I was reminded of the song that follows the clip (featuring none of the motley crew listed above).

The song is “Crackhead Beatniks Theme” on the Crackhead Beatniks album. The part where Penn sings the routine reminded me of this track.

It also left an aftertaste of the list from “Danny”:

Now someone tell me how the fuck FOB has lived this long without a Magic category…