Well, We’re Down With OPP…

Cf.

 

Comments: 72

 
 
 

And that means “I love you!”

 
 

Sorry foax, there’s nothing you can do that’s funnier than the budget rollout itself. Kudos for trying, though.

 
 

Wait, are we for or against the Orks?

 
 

Ooh-ooh, Eee-Aah-Aah, Bing-Bang, Walla-Walla Bing-Bang!

 
 

Palatino is one of those typefaces that looks good until everyone starts using it.

 
 

Elroy is gonna be so pissed about his secret code getting out there.

 
 

Although, I have always thought that Boehner looked an awful lot like a middle-aged Jet Screamer. So this makes sense.

 
 

Sorry foax, there’s nothing you can do that’s funnier than the budget rollout itself.

Au contraire. See Nate Silver’s schematic, for example. And the Fark Political Brigade has a thread filled with great artwork. I’m partial to the one featuring the Sham-Wow guy.

 
 

Ooh-ooh, Eee-Aah-Aah, Bing-Bang, Walla-Walla Bing-Bang!

My witchdoctor says “ooh ee ooh ah ah ting tang walla walla bing bang.” Maybe you should check your witchdoctor’s credentials.

 
 

In the interests of both pedantry & showing how much pointless crap can be crammed into one humanoid cranium:

Ooh-eee
Ooh-ah-ah
Ting Tang
Walla Walla Bing Bang

 
 

I started @ 0125!!!

 
 

Can’t believe you didn’t use Comic sans. For the verite man, for the verite.

 
 

Nor did I need a witch doctor, having lost 1.5 yrs. of my life in W Two Time.

 
 

umm, I believe it’s

ooh eeh
ooh ee ahh
bing bang
walla walla bing bang

 
 

I’m with M. Bouffant.

 
 

Definitely “Ting Tang.”

 
 

Nope.

Sorry, PeeJ.

The versions containing the string “ting tang” are correct.

No self-respecting Witch Doctor would attempt to Rhyme “bing bang” with itself.

That would be grounds for a malpractice suit….

mikey

 
 

yeah.

ting tang
walla walla bing bang

Fuck off – I’m old.

 
 

RB, do you leave tigrismus out of this dedication to truth & the furtherance of knowledge?

 
 

beep beep zip bang

 
 

PeeJ, I’m older, nyah nyah!!

But gainfully unemployed after a lifetime of irresponsiblity & not filling my head w/ useful/meaningful stuff.

 
 

I stand corrected. Does this mean it’s not really: “Wrapped up like a douche, another runner in the night?”

 
 

RB, do you leave tigrismus out of this dedication to truth & the furtherance of knowledge?

*sniffle* *puppy eyes*

 
 

RB, do you leave tigrismus out of this dedication to truth & the furtherance of knowledge?

Your info was two minutes more fresh.

 
 

When everybody’s auntie started using Comic Sans, us kewl kidz switched to Kristin ITC…

WAY more intrinsically funny typeface…

mikey

 
 

*sniffle* *puppy eyes*

Sniffling puppy eyes is just goddamned sick. WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?

 
 

Yeah, man.

Those goddam puppy eyes are freakin expensive, dood. A whole litter and you only get a week’s supply.

If you need to do up a bunch of eyes, go with octopus eyes. Damn things are cheaper than duckfeathers…

mikey

 
 

Octopus eyes leave you too loopy, and sniffling them makes baby Cthulhu cry.

 
 

Look out when baby Cthulhu’s diaper fills with ichor.

 
 

I suppose the GOP got Pastor Muthee to stick around after blessing Gov. Palin so he could write their economics policies.

 
 

Can I just mention that the Violent Femmes covered this song years ago?

Thank you.

 
 

There’s a time to live
And a time to die.
I smoke scallop eyeballs
When I wanna get high.

 
 

I thought the “Republican road to recovery” was a wall blocking us from getting from OPP to ORK. Or are we going the other way? This budget stuff is way too complicated for me.

 
 

I really wanna make reference to Tim Powers’ “Expiration Date”.

Would that be too obscure?

mikey

 
 

Tim Powers references are never obscure, though I have to say that nothing he’s written since has been as good as Dinner at Deviants Palace.

 
 

In an absolute sense, my Smutty friend, this is not disputable.

But I have a real warm feeling, even a bond, for “Expiration Date” and to a lesser degree the other Faultline books.

Never have I otherwise met so many truly likable dead people.

And as villains go, it’s hard not to root for Sherman Oaks…

mikey

 
 

There’s a town I know
Where the hipsters go
Called Bedrock…
TWITCH! TWITCH!

When you get an itch
Then you do the Twitch
In Bedrock!
TWITCH! TWITCH!

‘Cause the Twitchin’s fine;
Have yourself a time
In Bedrock!
TWITCH! TWITCH!

 
 

Ok.

But I just happened to go back and look at the title of this post.

And NOW I’m wondering if making a reference to The Rentals would be too obscure….

mikey

 
 

Heh. Budget molecule.

 
 

I learned from Olbermann that Cantor didn’t want to release the budget, but Boehner was determined.

Which means they are operating on Full Stupid Override, in which the stupidest idea has the most power.

Sounds about right.

 
 

Getting back to the subject…

…it’s the Underpants Gnomes budget.

“Step one: Cut rich people’s taxes by 10%!!!
Step two: ….
Step three: PROFIT!!!!”

The more things change, the more they stay the same. Though it is particularly delicious that the only actual numbers in this “budget” were those outlining how much less rich people should pay in taxes.

 
 

Republicans stand out in the Boston Phoenix top 100 unsexiest men of the year

Jonah “talking head cheese” Goldberg is number 56. Voted less sexy than Cheney. “This half-stepping conservative knee jerk and author of Liberal Fascism has a face for radio — so why the hell do they keep putting him on TV?”

Coming in at 18. Joe the Plumber PLUNGEBOB DUMBPANTS

Rush Limbaugh is numero uno.

 
 

Rush Limbaugh is enough to turn off anyone.

And apparently he does!

 
Xecklothxayyquou Gilchrist
 

I don’t get why nobody is taking this budget pamphlet seriously. It’s more thought out and polished than that presentation Colin Powell did at the U.N., and that started a whole war!

 
 

Which means they are operating on Full Stupid Override, in which the stupidest idea has the most power.
They have Bachmann, they have the Overdrive, but where’s Turner?

 
 

Huh huh know what liberals love? The sun. Snort! Yeah, let’s blow up the sun. That’ll show those dumb libs.

http://www.redstate.com/erick/2009/03/27/earth-hour-take-the-redstate-pledge/

 
 

i see grace nearing has already directed you all to the fark thread, chock full of hilarity masquerading as interpretations of the gop budget. my favorite was the flow chart with the first bubble encircling the word “five,” the second bubble containing the words “five dollar,” the rectangular box stating “republican road to recovery,” with the final bubble proclaiming “five dollar footlong!”

 
 

Who knew there were so many Jetsons fans out there? Who knew I would remember a cartoon that I probably saw more than 30 years ago?

 
 

The title of the post suggests Naughty by Nature but the graphic says Pharcyde. What gives?

 
 

I do solemnly swear that I will honor masturbate Earth Hour by turning on every l night in my residence at 8:30 p.m. on March 28, 2009, for one hour. God Dad said, “Let there be light.”“Keep your fist tight.” Who are we to argue?

 
 

I already linked to this Fark version in another thread, but that won’t stop me from repeating myself.

 
 

Now that I’ve seen Smut Clyde paraphrase “The Shah Sleeps In Lee Harvey’s Grave” I can go to bed happy.

 
 

Shorter Wingnut: “I just can’t wait to see my electrical bill this month! That’ll really show those lie-bruals!”

 
 

Even shorter Wingnut: “Snickering Derision leaves me warm and fuzzy!”

 
 

Oh, man. That “100 Unsexiest men” link is going to spoil my dinner.

 
 

All we are saying … is give EEP a chance …

Asked about a possible IP infringement lawsuit, the Underpants Gnomes refused to comment.

Is this the birth of a new meme? Jesus, I sure hope so … & it’d be the one thing the GOP has done so far this century that actually does America some good.

Oh, Exploitable!

 
 

Carl Sagan’s Stork Toast

Ingredients:
4 pints awe-inspiring stork
1 outdated almond milk, furrily chilled
1 tongue of dog
3 pinches pathological sea urchin whisker, involuntarily grated
1 stick soy sauce
1 bag garlic

Pre-heat your George Foreman grill to 551 Kelvin. Guiltily grease a cookie sheet. Separate stork nose from whisker. Inflate whisker. Stir the almond milk with the tongue of dog over high heat in a bag. Sprinkle resulting concoction over the stork. Ice – very indivisibly – the sea urchin whisker, soy sauce, and the garlic. Heap the latter combination on to the former. Bake for 16 hours. Serves 11 friends with lovely stomachs.

 
 

The way the image is cropped omits the actual final circle after the AH-AH! which says, “There’s ten bucks for ya on the dresser. Now get the fuck out.”

 
 

Hey, M. Bouffant, glad to hear you’re now housed. Makes a big difference, don’t it?

And actor212, yes, Natty does have a fine pair of dimples. She was also, bless her little cotton socks, well-known for seizing on various insanitites of the Howard regime and making witty and cutting statements, as well as speaking out about a variety of issues that just never made it into the mainstream of staid political culture Down Under.

There’s nothing more heart-warming than seeing a young dimpled firebrand giving a metaphorical smack across the chops to an old establishment bloke. Gives one a warm feeling that lasts for ages. And she’s from my very own home state. Ten thousand pities that she gave it up to spawn – we miss her a lot.

 
 

Heh. Budget molecule.
I reckon it’s meant to be a pearl necklace.

 
 

The Jetsons have the answers for everything.

 
 

Remember when Obama was telling us to inflate our tires to save money and cut back on fuel consumption? If only the folks at RedState had decided to stick it to us liberals by slashing their own tires and driving around on flats to get the worse milage possible and waste even more fuel. That would’ve shown us. I really regret actually going over and reading their “Hour of Power” thread. On the plus side, it’s nice to see that we’re in control since they seem to base all of their decisions on what they think will most piss us off. Given their third-grade mentality, I think that means they secretly have a crush on us.

 
 

I’m just a little curious how the “Let’s turn on all the lights in the house and crank the heat up to 85” crowd reconciles this with their “Go Galt” thing.

 
 

I’m just a little curious how the “Let’s turn on all the lights in the house and crank the heat up to 85? crowd reconciles this with their “Go Galt” thing.

G: It’s called being very, very spiteful.

 
 

I’m just a little curious how the “Let’s turn on all the lights in the house and crank the heat up to 85? crowd reconciles this with their “Go Galt” thing.

Well, you see after blind irrational anger there’s not much room for reconciling or the like. You can’t shoot a reconcile so they don’t hold no truck with it.

 
 

Hey, I think I just got the Hasil Adkins reference.

 
 

I said it once and I’ll say it again………my favorite blog.

 
 

I’m just a little curious how the “Let’s turn on all the lights in the house and crank the heat up to 85? crowd reconciles this with their “Go Galt” thing.

I’m guessing the logic goes something like “because shut up, that’s why.”

 
 

I just wanted to say that my only memory of the song referenced in the title of this post is when a local radio station back in Columbus did a parody using Opey (and all of Mayberry) instead. I used to have that and several other songs by the same station on a cassette tape but of course that is long gone. The station used to have downloadable mp3s but those disappeared too.

I listened to the WNCI Morning Zoo a lot in middle school. This is what passes for nostalgia for me, I guess…

 
Big Bad Bald Bastard
 

Elroy is gonna be so pissed about his secret code getting out there

Elroy’s gonna go Galt fer sher!

I’m just a little curious how the “Let’s turn on all the lights in the house and crank the heat up to 85? crowd reconciles this with their “Go Galt” thing.

Well, going Galt is predicated on magic unlimited energy, ergo… SHUT UP LIEBRULS!!!!!

They have Bachmann, they have the Overdrive, but where’s Turner?

Never fear, Turner’s here.

 
The Goddamn Batman Likes The Sort Of Flow Chart In Which His Knee Flows Into Some Asshole's Nuts
 

They think that that’s really what a flow chart looks like. I mean, it’s like one of those fancy ones because it’s not in an absolute straight line.

 
 

All hail Ross Bagdasarian and his chipmunks (a friend used to have a book version of Alvin’s Harmonica from before they designed the TV chipmunks — very strange to look at), but my favorite version of “My Friend the Witch Doctor” has to be the cover by Manuel “Loco” Valdes, “Medico Brujo,” found on the album Easy Melodias via mexicovers. The whole album is a sort of perfection we frail creatures can scarce dream upon, which is good because you’ll have to take the whole thing to get Medico Brujo (and Yummy Yummy Yummy and Black is Black and… oooh, iDios mio!… Mueve el Dinero).

 
 

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