As near as I can tell, this is the French football (soccer) player referred to on the jersey (even if he’s not, it’s amazing the things you can pick up from the ‘net).
So, was the son of Frankenbasset and his bride dead, or undead, or alive? Because all babies have a smell that sometimes makes you think something died in there!
I was thinking along those same lines. Could it be seen as a sort of proto-feminist anthem? But then I think about the suffrage movement in the 1920’s. Surely they had anthems too. I just don’t know any of them.
I am watching a Kraken game (hockey). As a former figure skater, we always found those hockey skaters in the open sessions to be a pain in the butt. But I am trying to keep an open mind. One thing I have learned is that I need to keep my screen clean. I was following pucks that were nothing but specks on my screem.
Round about the cauldron go;
In the poisoned entrails throw,
Toad, that under cold stone
Days and nights has thirty-one
Sweltered venom sleeping got,
Boil thou first i’ th’ charmed pot.
Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and caldron bubble.
Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the caldron boil and bake;
Eye of newt, and toe of frog,
Wool of bat, and tongue of dog,
Adder’s fork, and blind-worm’s sting,
Lizard’s leg, and howlet’s wing;
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.
Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and caldron bubble.
Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf,
Witches’ mummy, maw and gulf
Of the ravined salt-sea shark,
Root of hemlock digged i’ th’ dark,
Liver of blaspheming Jew,
Gall of goat, and slips of yew
Slivered in the moon’s eclipse,
Nose of Turk, and Tartar’s lips,
Finger of birth-strangled babe,
Ditch delivered by a drab,
Make the gruel thick and slab.
Add thereto a tiger’s chaudron,
For th’ ingredience of our caldron.
Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and caldron bubble.
Second Witch:
Cool it with a baboon’s blood,
Then the charm is firm and good.
….(Hectate speaks,in praise, second witch continues)…
By the pricking of my thumbs,
Something wicked this way comes.
Open locks,
Whoever knocks.
Ahhh, “The Theme from Shaft”…
Takes me back, to a much simpler time, a time when I was just starting out on my own on this journey of life…
Good Memories…
(Sure, there were other things happening at the time, but I was still an innocent…)
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This is too, too funny. Remember how you demanded a bride?? Regrets??
Amazing how these two creatures cobbled together from dead parts could make a baby creature ~ but now they are stuck with it.
Ach Du Lieber! He has the MOVES!
{soundtrack}
I love that song. It’s fun to play too.
Thanks for putting this up.
I had never heard of Georgia Gibbs before today.
Here she is on Ed Sullivan; she had that old-time “stage presence” too!
Michael Jackson’s cat?
Good one!!
I have the theme from Shaft playing. This kitty is dancin’ to the theme!
Alexander Maskaev
Poke a stick up there before you go out!
Or a periscope.
As near as I can tell, this is the French football (soccer) player referred to on the jersey (even if he’s not, it’s amazing the things you can pick up from the ‘net).
LINK
Love this!
Me, too!
Honey, bring the kibble! We have some special trick-or-treaters!
I hope you guys bought the little fun-size bags.
Everybody’s so germ phobic these days… Mamas won’t let the puppies eat the unwrapped treats.
I remember when I used to bake home made dog biscuits… Sigh… now they’d get thrown away.
…
It’s the same for human kids… But it makes a little more sense…
Not for the dogs, not after what they do let the puppies eat off the sidewalk.
Very adorable as a group. Nobody gets a rock.
So, was the son of Frankenbasset and his bride dead, or undead, or alive? Because all babies have a smell that sometimes makes you think something died in there!
Frankenbaby takes after his Dad. Frankenbasset is regretting his choice.
I’m sure he’ll get over it, once Baby is out of diapers.
As for his bride… well… It wasn’t a very large dating pool.
You Don’t Own Me was ahead of its time in pop music. A statement for a woman’s right to self-determination.
I was thinking along those same lines. Could it be seen as a sort of proto-feminist anthem? But then I think about the suffrage movement in the 1920’s. Surely they had anthems too. I just don’t know any of them.
Coming out of the 50s I think it qualifies as a proto-feminist song. But I’m a guy, what do I know?
‘You know nothing!’
kind of a lone voice in the darkness
I am watching a Kraken game (hockey). As a former figure skater, we always found those hockey skaters in the open sessions to be a pain in the butt. But I am trying to keep an open mind. One thing I have learned is that I need to keep my screen clean. I was following pucks that were nothing but specks on my screem.
Screen.
Well worth the time to watch.
Thanks.
SHAFT was just too cool for words. And Richard Roundtree was the Black Man.
Aww… Baby Frankenstein has his Daddy’s green skin. And his ears.
And maybe his …um… scent.
Of course, being, at least in terms of building material, canine...
if they’re at all like regular dogs they might enjoy a whiff of rotten carcass now and again…
or even seek to embody that special… er….undead perfume.
If they weren’t already made of it, they’d have to roll in it.
…
I’m not quite sure what odors would be unacceptable to a rebuilt dog… or for that matter, desirable, or a point of pride.
In any case, it’s only a guess, but I’m thinkin’ Mama might not smell exactly like roses and honeysuckle, herself.
Didn’t get a chance to post more last night or during the day on yesterday’s page….
So in case you don’t go back, I just wanted to say thanks here, Stel, for tossing us ScaredyCats a soft one.
We can’t help it, you know. We were just born that way.
Your compassion is … sniffle… so appreciated.
Here! Here!
“Mr. Bill” videos are hereby added to my list of things-never to-waste-time-with.
NOOOOOOOOOO!!
just brewing up a little oatmeal for today
.
Not a porridge I’d eat willingly:
I’ve posted it as poetry, not acting.
It is, of course from MacBeth.
Round about the cauldron go;
In the poisoned entrails throw,
Toad, that under cold stone
Days and nights has thirty-one
Sweltered venom sleeping got,
Boil thou first i’ th’ charmed pot.
Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and caldron bubble.
Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the caldron boil and bake;
Eye of newt, and toe of frog,
Wool of bat, and tongue of dog,
Adder’s fork, and blind-worm’s sting,
Lizard’s leg, and howlet’s wing;
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.
Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and caldron bubble.
Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf,
Witches’ mummy, maw and gulf
Of the ravined salt-sea shark,
Root of hemlock digged i’ th’ dark,
Liver of blaspheming Jew,
Gall of goat, and slips of yew
Slivered in the moon’s eclipse,
Nose of Turk, and Tartar’s lips,
Finger of birth-strangled babe,
Ditch delivered by a drab,
Make the gruel thick and slab.
Add thereto a tiger’s chaudron,
For th’ ingredience of our caldron.
Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and caldron bubble.
Second Witch:
Cool it with a baboon’s blood,
Then the charm is firm and good.
….(Hectate speaks,in praise, second witch continues)…
By the pricking of my thumbs,
Something wicked this way comes.
Open locks,
Whoever knocks.
I cannot accept any breakfast invitations for today.
..
You’ve done it again,
the original ‘bride’ was a bit more resistant to Frankie’s charms
Ahhh, “The Theme from Shaft”…
Takes me back, to a much simpler time, a time when I was just starting out on my own on this journey of life…
Good Memories…
(Sure, there were other things happening at the time, but I was still an innocent…)
This is too, too funny. Remember how you demanded a bride?? Regrets??
Amazing how these two creatures cobbled together from dead parts could make a baby creature ~ but now they are stuck with it.
Puppy Basset with a wrapped up land mine.
Good morning monster phans!
and how apropos …
and
Y’all stay toasty. (((((HuGz!)))))
Scary Halloween thought:
What if it IS only people 29 years and older ordering this?
that price seems a bit steep
Your final total anywhere in the Maritimes would be $54.71, and the lowest you’d get it would be the territories and Alberta at $49.95.
That would also be plus shipping.
If Walmart ever actually included shipping anywhere in this country Ecuadorians would finally find out what cold feet feel like.
Yeah, I’m not sure how this works, or if some are way better quality…
But that poster, that size, is offered.on Amazon, Wal-Mart.com, and eBay for between $12 and $17, with free shipping.
I know there may be an extra shipping charge outside the US…
But ±$50 seems really high.
I love the continuing saaagggga of the Frankenbasset! Such a gentle soul. Such romance! Such a SMELL! But, funny as all get out!