Archive for July, 2010

Posted by smellanie at 25 July 2010

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Hey, readers! We want to make sure that all four of you know we are currently in sunny San Diego for Comic Con 2010! We have a veritable shitload of pictures and stories to share, but we are entirely too fucking tired to do it all right now. We promise updates and pics when we get back to the nice cool forest we call home.

Here is a little sample for you! It’s Canadian Mister T as rendered by Joel Watson of Hijinks Ensue:

Posted by smellanie at 19 July 2010

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…that he has been using to much Man Tan.

The ad is real.  The text is mine.  Well, the snarky part of it is, I mean.

Posted by fletcherism at 16 July 2010

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Before my grandmother passed away, she had to enter hospice. One night I think i had heard the word too many times and it lost all meaning. Since then, whenever someone says “hospice” I think of the golden fluid trickling from the loins of one Dan Blocker, AKA Eric “Hoss” Cartwright on Bonanza. This is the mental image I can’t unthink.

Posted by fletcherism at 15 July 2010

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Posted by fletcherism at 14 July 2010

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Maybe one of them tried the Friend Finder; but I know at least one of them did not.

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Posted by fletcherism at 13 July 2010

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Posted by smellanie at 12 July 2010

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Well, now you can date European women.  Just check out the amazing European hotness:

Not convinced?  How about now:

I’m very happy for this European woman and her acceptance of her non-traditional looks, but I’m not sure if this is what the advertiser really was going for.  What do ya’ll think?

Posted by fletcherism at 10 July 2010

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Posted by fletcherism at 10 July 2010

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Glenn Whipple is a professional Pickler in his early 40s. His younger brother, Hooper had recently fallen on hard times and was forced to move in with Glenn. It wasn’t an ideal situation: Hooper was a heavy drinker who was becoming increasingly hostile since his career as a Contractor failed to pan out. At least he was always kind to Lizzie, Glenn’s very loving and loyal German Shephard.

Glenn soon discovered that his brother had array of sleeping disorders. He walked and talked in his sleep: even going so far as to start minor home-improvement projects while asleep, causing a large amount of damage and disarray in Glenn’s modest ranch-style home.

Glenn was finally motivated to take action when he discovered that Hooper was systematically sealing all the windows, over and over again. He took a short vacation and took his time to train Lizzie to watch Hooper and stop him when he would try and seal the windows.

Upon returning home, Lizzie began to tug at Hooper’s ankles whenever he would begin his odd nocturnal activity. This continued until one night Hooper packed his things and moved out abruptly in the middle of the night.

When talking to his neighbor shortly after this, Glenn explained that he wasn’t very surprised. The neighbor asked why that was and as Glenn reached down to stroke Lizzie’s fur, he thoughtfully muttered: “Well how long do you reckon that YOU could put up with such a caulk-blocking bitch?”

Posted by fletcherism at 1 July 2010

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