Now that we bought the house and are finally seeing the light at the end of the sewer (more about that later), I’m posting what I couldn’t on FB. Because while FB allows Neo-Nazis and other protected discussions, I’m not sure how well they’d tolerate R-Rated Muppets. But I figured if you’re reading here, you’re not afraid of the weird. (I’m lookin’ at you, Dangerspouse.)
Fair warning. This video isn’t kid-safe or work-safe. Heck, I’m not sure it’s people-safe.
This grand bit of profanity-laced puppetry was the 1989 brainchild of Peter Jackson. So now you know why he aced Lord of the Rings and his subsequent stuff. After you’ve covered Muppets bumping uglies, it’s all downhill from there.
I was hunting through some of my old files in search of a drawing I did for a radio station promo. The owner wanted a Gila monster, wearing a cowboy hat, cowboy boots, neck scarf, and chewing on a blade of grass. And I drew it and it was good. I drew exactly what he said he asked for, and he rejected it, said I had a sick mind.
Well, I won’t deny having a warped mind. It’s a prerequisite for the job. But it had nothing to do with the drawing, which he was stupid to blow off. The irony is now the original owner passed away and the station is using an imitation of the one I drew. I stop short of saying “rip-off” because they don’t have enough money for a lawsuit to be worth the trouble. Their current website says it all.
I have the original scan backed up somewhere but it annoys me that I can’t find it. I’m sure it’s on my old laptop, so I’ll eventually dig it up and post it. And if the digital one doesn’t turn up I’ve still got a paper copy I can scan in again.
Okay, circling back to the light at the end of the sewer… I won’t even try to tell you the whole story because it would take too long. Abbreviated version: house was disconnected from city sewer for XX years because the former owners hardcore never paid bills. But being disconnected from the sewer didn’t stop them from using it. And we got to deal with the fallout… or whatever you choose to call it. Much of it hardened from sitting several years after they left.
Five appointments with plumbers.
Five plumbers didn’t show up.
Finally got a handyman with a mean-ass power snake, and paid him to also put in a new toilet, and things are finally moving along.
House is small but livable for the daughter person. Kitchen picture up top. Bigger than our tin box. It’ll gradually be remodeled. For now, she’s in a safe area, in a house with working utilities, and for a hella lot less than she’d pay to rent a fleabag studio apartment in town.
Once seen that video can’t be unseen. Thanks pal 😉
Glad the housing worked out for the daughter. It is a tough world out there for the young ones.
Bwahahahahah!
And I’m glad the house finally came together too. It’s been a whole lot more involved than I said here – thank God for a friend who’s an electrician, among other things – but she’s there and it’s a cute, cozy little home.
I’m waiting to watch the video when I am alone! LOL. Love the little kitchen and I hope the daughter and her offspring enjoy their home.
The munchkins get to see it for the first time tonight. I know they’re excited!
Ha. I have a lawsuit slowly working its way through the courts right now against Mr. Jackson & Co., claiming theft of intellectual property. I made that film first, only it was live action. If only I’d remembered to copyright it. Or release it. Or save a copy of it. But I swear I will prevail in the end!
My god, FIVE plumbers were no-shows?? What, are blue collar wonks so flush with cash that they can all just casually toss away income like that now? Jesus, bring in more illegal Mexicans. They get shit DONE. (Please tell me “things are finally moving along” was intentional.)
Oooo, hey now, that is a fine looking kitchen! Open and airy, and very nicely laid out. Bravo! I’d be proud to cook in a galley like that. I’m sure the rest of the house is equally lovely. Daughter is a lucky gal. Finally.
Great stuff, Lei! Hope you and the Hubs are doing well also 🙂
ps. Fuck that fucking fuckity fuck of a radio station for stealing your fucked up fucking Gila fucker. Fuckers, all of ’em!
pps. I think I watched that fucking Feebles vid too many fucking times. It’s fucking rubbing off.
ppps. Mmmmmm…..rubbing off…….
Seriously weird. My reply to your comment didn’t save. Go figure.
Yes, “moving along” was on purpose. What kind of noob do you take me for?
And I’m going to track down that movie and send you the link. Because it’s so you it’s scary.
And I think it’s laughable they didn’t use the version I drew for them. In fact, considering how crappy their website is, I’m kinda glad they DIDN’T use the one I created…