Sunday, March 20, 2011

Holiday in Cambodia

I'd like to apologize for taking such an extended break from the blog -- and to thank Mary for stepping in to supply some much needed beefcake and camelid porn -- but as I mentioned the other day, I've gotten a short-lived but intense paying gig, and it's sucking up all my time and energy.  With any luck, I should be wrapping up the more labor-intensive phase of it in the next week or so, but in the meantime...how about a caption contest?
This is what I imagine you'd get if Pastor Swank finally just gave up on the written word and opted instead to express his ideas through the eloquent language of modern dance.

(via Retrogasm)

17 comments:

Mentis Fugit said...

Avatar: The Musical was not so much "off Broadway" as "Broadway, where the fuck's that?"

Are they supposed to be kangaroos? Great, now I've got this tune stuck in my brane.

heydave said...

Rodents just never hit it as big as Cats and for good reason.

Of course, that still doesn't explain Cats hitting it at all, either.

D. Sidhe said...

Are those kangaroos? Because no, I don't think I do want to see what you have in your pouch, ma'am.

KWillow said...

At first I thought they were bunnies, till I saw those tails. Must have been hard dancing in those giant shoes.The guy looks to be in agony, the girl looks like she took a very powerful euphoric-hallucinogenic drug before the performance. She's in a world far, far from this one. The lady reclining in the back... looks like she was goosed with a- something electric.

preznit said...

the Right Reverend Pastor Grant s'Wank and Robin of Berkeley star in "A Midsummer's Nocturnal Emission"

wintermute said...

Former Mouseketeers on Meth- A Cautionary Tale.

desertscope said...

"I really wish they hadn't let Robert Mapplethorpe design the pants."

Li'l Innocent said...

I believe I recognize those people...

OK I was just about to speculate irresponsibly when my sister, who knows everything, walked in. That's the Garden of Eden sequence in "Can-Can", that's Shirley MacLaine as Eve reclining on a giant figleaf in the background, and the dancers are innocent animal denizens of the Garden cavorting innocently before the Serpent shows up and introduces you-know-what into the equation.

The fact that the still is in black-&-white makes it look even odder, since it's such a Technicolor movie.

Juliet Prowse, coated head to foot in a skin of blue-green sequins, was the Serpent to a T. The general theological thrust was that the Garden was well lost, all in all. This film is not Conservangelist approved.

Also: wintermute, teehee!

ckc (not kc) said...

"cavorting innocently" ...well, if you say so, but I remain skeptical...

zombie rotten mcdonald said...

I just want to applaud the Dead Kennedys reference for us old punks.

Mentis Fugit said...

zrm: And they grok Doctor Suess too.

Had to link that as an apology to Annti, who just emailed me accusing me of distributing an earworm of evil in my first comment to this post.

trashfire said...

Here's a caption for you:
"You know, I never knew Mark Ryden used live models for his paintings, and now here I am posing for one!"

Carl said...

Ann Coulter's Portable Toilet

Carl said...

Donkey Hotay

Michelina said...

"my sister, who knows everything,..." I love her already.

Anonymous said...

Those performing arts majors will do anything for a buck!

thepoliticalcat said...

OK, camelid porn is a lot better in my book than whatever the fuck this is.