At first, nightclub audiences in 1963 were delighted by “Randolph and Mr. Flopsy,” the world’s first canine ventriloquist act. Their enthusiasm cooled, however, when they inevitably noticed Randolph’s jowls moving.
Via Eselsmann.
Most Amusing, Mister Bond…
February 12, 2013 By
Now let us see how well you entertain my… robot ninja death squad!
Dawgnet
February 11, 2013 By
This is the city: Los Angeles, California. There are over ten million dogs here, most of them hardworking, law-abiding citizens. But not every dog plays by the rules. Some are seduced by the twilight world of easy “kicks,” and end up knocking over trash cans at four AM, or leaving little surprises on the Griffith Park lawn. When that happens, that’s when I go to work. My name’s Friday. I carry a badge.
Via John S. Quarterman. (apologies to Jack Webb.)
To the Birdmobile!
February 11, 2013 By
Engineering student Andrew Gray tried everything to keep his parrot Pepper from squawking. He built a squawk-activated squirt gun; Pepper liked it so much he squawked even more. At last, Gray saw an answer. He built a bird buggy that allows Pepper to roam around the house.
Are You Lookin’ at Me?
February 11, 2013 By
Are you lookin’ at me, huh? You lookin’ at me?
Are… you… lookin’… at… me?
Well, whaddya know, you are lookin’ at me…
Pic and vid of Lacey by jelene.
Major Haversham Is Not Contented
February 11, 2013 By
The new upstairs maid was impossible, fumed the Major. His afternoon tea had been an iron ritual among the staff: Oolong, one sugar, in the East Westfordshire Hunt Club china cup, 3:47 sharp. And here it was, four o’clock, and no tea.
Outside his window, the clatter of automobiles replaced the clip-clop of the surrey, while the grating strains of some infernal racket called “jazz” emanated from the parlor downstairs. Anarchy, that’s what it was — a world gone mad.
The clock in the hall finished chiming. Still no tea. His eyelids grew heavy. He would speak to Mrs. Grimby tomorrow about the gramophone, he resolved, yawning. Tomorrow would see matters put right, and all… all would be… be well…
If you’re still reading, Sarah S., thanks for the pictures, and sorry it took so long.
Everybody Out of the Sofa! It’s a Cat!
February 8, 2013 By
Remember how we pointed out how cats were such fearless killing machines? Well, it turns out even sharks aren’t safe from them!
Amelia with a plush shark, via Paulo Ordoveza.
Snow Problem
February 7, 2013 By
I got the ball, boss! I’ll find it!
Hyup, I’ll find that pesky… ball?
Oh, baaaaa-alllll, where aaaaaare you?
Y’know, I really hate it when he goes golfing this time of year.
Via smerikal.
Pick! Your! Punchline!
February 7, 2013 By
In comedy terms, the photo below is a “target-rich environment,” so bizarre that no one caption can do it justice. So scroll to the poll below and… Pick! Your! Punchline! (or add your own.)
Via William M. via Reddit.
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