(Mango Meshman shows off his body, to the accompaniment of mansexually suggestive lyrics. Not for everyone.)
The beauty of his buttocks
And the juicy sweetness
Of his secret parts
(Mango Meshman shows off his body, to the accompaniment of mansexually suggestive lyrics. Not for everyone.)
The beauty of his buttocks
And the juicy sweetness
Of his secret parts
Found on Pinterest, this photo from the Vintage Dancer site’s posting “Vintage Hiking and Camping Clothes – 1910 to 1950”:
[blog caption] Around 1900, tweed and plaid prints were symbolic with sportswear for the upper classes. Here both suits and knickers were options for hiking and gardening? (watering can?)
Sandra Boynton’s celebration of the day:
Be aware! Stay ware! Be constantly conscious of the significance of penguins. If that takes having a penguin shine a bright light in your eyes, so be it.
(Warning: brief reference to sexual body parts in a caption.)
As I observed yesterday, in the posting “22-festoon!”, today (December 22nd) is the holiday of Festoonus, celebrating “the victory of light over darkness, good over evil, and knowledge over ignorance”, with “elaborate light shows, decorating your bodies, sharing exotic food, dancing, and making public and communal art and music”. Inevitably, there are people who are intensely devoted to, identified with, the holiday. These are the Festoonists.
Adrienne Shapiro and her husband Kit Transue (my stepson) festooned in lights in a wonderful tribute to the season (today being the Winter Solstice in the Northern Hemisphere, a day to shine light against the dark):
And here I get to explain that today, December 21st, is Festoonus Eve, aka PeneFestoonus (‘almost Festoonus’, with the prefix pen(e)- ‘almost’ of peninsula, penumbra, penultimate, and penecontemporaneous) or the Day Before Festoonus.
A simple idea: take stock photos of people doing their jobs and exploit their potential for ridiculousness, especially by captioning. Surveyed on 5/19/18 by Dunja Djudjic in “People Are Sharing Hilariously Bad Stock Photos of the Jobs and They Will Make Your Day” (#BadStockPhotosOfMyJob). Here are some linguistics contributions.
We’re in the middle of the SyFy Channel’s Sharknado Week (the 12th through the 19th), an event that continues to fly the banner of life-threatening sharp-toothed monster-fish even after the Discovery Channel has largely turned over its own SHARK WEEK offerings (July 22nd through 29th this year) to putatively informative feature stories. None of that wimpy speculative journalism for the staff at SyFy, who steadfastly maintain the tradition that has brought us SyFy-original gems like their 2010 Sharktopus vs. Pteracuda (which I watched again yesteday).
Each year some new movies (plus, of course, the classics of past years). Fresh meat this year:
Deep Blue Sea 2, Megalodon, Santa Jaws, Frenzy, Nightmare Shark, 6-Headed Shark Attack, with, as an extra attraction on Sunday, The Last Sharknado: It’s About Time!
A 1969 Velveeta ad:
Ingrid Superstar is obviously possessed, perhaps as a consequence of the entire company of the damned dipping into her chafing dish.
With a little lesson in pronouncing Spanish, and of course a celebration of the processed cheese product Velveeta, which has been beguiling the unwary with its silky smoothness since 1918.
Plus the inventively crude sexual slang dip into s.o.’s chafing dish.