Marmaduke: Dog Is God

Caldwell Tanner is pretty sure the creator of Marmaduke is on drugs — above is his final argument. At least someone is on drugs. I approve.

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Orlando Bloom County

A Blockhead Died In New York...

ABC — Always. Be. Cartooning.

Mickey Mouse Meth Club

The Many Faces of Mickey after he discovered meth by tokyosexwhale and the Orlando Drug Enfacement Administration.

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Mickey Mouse Über Alles

They Saved Mickey's Brain!

I'm Going To Disneyland!

Sugar Smack: What Kids Crave

I know it's a damning of the food industry and how it preys on kids, but I'm so tired these days I'm pretty sure I'd eat this at breakfast. (Sugar Smack by Ron English)

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And God Created Sugar
The Breakfast Cereal Club
Cereal Monsters 

Double Rainbow: What Does It Mean!?!?!!

By now you've likely seen this double rainbow video but if you haven't, enjoy this expression of pure bliss by someone who is also most likely incredibly high.

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The Rainbow Vomiting Pandas Of Interestingness
Everybody Loves A Clown
Fear And Loathing In The Mystery Machine

Snortin' Whiskey & Drinkin Cocaine

I don't even know where to start with this one. Another jam-packed painting from Dave MacDowell that you need to go to his flickr page to see all the details.

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Lord Of The Onion Rings
Breakfast Hawks
Oompa LoomPacino

Sid & Nancy Reagan

Just say NO to the Bollocks. Icelandic Artist, Omar Hauksson's pop-art mash-up masterpiece from a world that never was! (Link via Nakatomi Stuff)

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She Ain't No Human Being
Never Mind the Hall of Fame
Clean and Sober

John Mayer Smoking Sexual Crack

Oh I get it now, sexual crack wasn't a euphemism but actually what John Mayer calls crack. And he wasn't talking about Jessica Simpson, that's just what he named his crack pipe. Celebrities, they say the darnedest things! Thank to the Gallery of the Absurd for clearing that up.

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Bowl Full of Delusion
It's Not Easy Being Green
Cyborg Sex Machine

Goodnight Keith Moon

In the great green room
There was a telephone
And a dead Keith Moon
And a picture of
Townshend jumping over the Moon

Goodnight Keith Moon is (pardon the pun) a dead-on parody of Goodnight Moon by Bruce Worden and Clare Cross about the death of Keith Moon, drummer for The Who. The pictures and the rhyme scheme are perfect. As someone who has read this book more times than he can remember, I'm happy to read another variation, though I still have much love for Goodnight Opus.

One day my son will find this blog and understand a lot more about me. Or have something to tell his therapist. Whichever.


Goodnight Keith Moon
Make sure you go to the site to see the whole book, but if you want to have someone lull you to sleep with this gentle tale of a rock star overdose, the above video will do the trick.
(Link via The Adventures of Accordion Guy in the 21st Century)

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Shel Silverstein's American History X
When You Wish Upon A Star... Nothing Happens
The Kids Aren't Alright

Calvin and Hobbes on Ritalin

Uggh. This just killed me. Found it over on Forces of Geek, but it's an oldie. Anyone know the where to find the original?

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Homicidal Psycho Jungle Cat
Eggsploitation
Scientific Progress Goes 'Boink'

Fear And Loathing In The Mystery Machine

We were ten minutes south of San Clemente when the putrid green daisy walls of the van started closing in. I recall the fat four-eyed lesbian sweater girl saying something like "are you okay, Mr. Duke? We've got a mystery to solve..." when suddenly the gullet of the garish chartreuse steel beast began to spasm, as if a digestive track readying itself to vomit. I began clawing at my hamstrings and when I turned my head I was looking into the irridescent eyes of a grotesque animal screeching "Ruh Roh! Ruh Roh!" in a hoarse irritating dog-accented gibberish. That's when it things began to turn weird.

Read the rest of the rest of the never-aired 1973 Scooby Doo episode with guest star Hunter S. Thompson. Many, many thanks to The Zeray Gazette for pointing me to this madness!

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I Know We'll Catch That Villain
Sad Kermit
Clean and Sober

Steven Page Has Drugs In His Pocket

In honour of Barenaked Ladies front man Steven Page and his recent arrest for snorting coke through a Candian bill while at his girlfriend's, roomate's apartment in Syracuse, NY, I present La La La Lines. (Cocaine slang starting with L from Argot and apologies to Sesame Street's Bert and Ernie.)

Ed: Hello Steve.

Steve: Oh. Hi Ed. Someone left these lines here and I don't know what to do with them.

Ed: Why don't you put them right in the middle of your nose?

Steve: Yeah, thanks.

Ed: No, I'm just kidding. They're not my lines. Um, I was thinking though, you could sing like a "La La La" song.

Steve: Yeah, that sounds great.

Ed: No, I'm serious. You could sing some "La La La's" and then some pretty words that start with "L." You'd have a nice little song there.

Steve: Oh you mean like "La La La?"

Ed: No, come on, give it a try.

Steve: La, la, la, la... lines
La, la, la, la, Line cocaine

Ed: I guess.

Steve: La, la, la, la, Lady snow. This is fun.
La, la, la, la, leaf marijuana

Ed: I think we're almost there. I just, I was thinking more sort of, you know, loverly lilting words that start with "L." Like this...
La, la, la, la, Love affair

Steve: Uh-ha.

Ed: La, la, la, la, lace

Steve: I see.

Ed: La, la, la, la, lady

Steve: Ahhhhhh!

Ed: La, la, la, la, lights in the sky.

Steve: I got one. You are going to love this one!

Ed: I love it already. Let's hear it.

Steve: Here we go...
La, la, la, LEGAL TROUBLE!

Ed: *Sighs* Listen to me
'Cause, "L" is such a lovely letter
For words like Lady caine and lace
The lines lights up your face
So why not la, la, la, la, laaaaaaaaaaaaah...

Steve: La, la, la, la, laaaaaaah...

Both: ...with me!

[Fading...]
La, la, la, la, lines
La, la, la, la, Love affair
La, la, la, la, Lady snow
La, la, la, la, Line cocaine

It's Not Easy Being Green

“Soon after the death of Jim Henson, Kermit the Frog turned to a life full of drugs, alcohol and sex. His fall to rock bottom was quick and unrelenting.” This is the opening on the site sadkermit.com, which documents our favourite frog’s downward spiral. What led me there was Kermie’s gut wrenching cover of Hurt, which is almost too painful to watch. Is it a cover of the original Nine Inch Nails song or of Johnny Cash’s brilliant version? I think Kermit draws from both and makes the song his own. If this is what’s happened to our little felt friend, he has gone to a very dark place.


After emerging from the depths of Kermit’s pain I needed to get the image of what he was doing to Rowlf out of my mind and decided to go looking for some more Muppet mashups. After taking the red pill I came across the Muppet Matrix, a computer animated version of the Matrix trailer, using an all-Muppet cast. Kermit is Neo, Rowlf is Morpheus, Miss Piggy is Trinity and Gonzo is Smith. Great stuff and it’s well worth waiting for the ending.

Clean and Sober

You want to do drugs? Pro baseball is out, but there’s a bright future in rock ‘n’ roll for you. This week was a great example of double standard around drugs in our culture. The hulking Mark McGwire was shut out of the Baseball Hall of Fame in Cooperstown because some of his 583 home runs likely came from a steroids-powered batting arm. This, apparently, is a bad thing, so a bunch of pure-as-the-driven-snow sports journalists have decided to bar him from the games, ahem, highest, honour. Awards are for athletes who are natural genetic freaks, not for those whose skills come from pills.

Meanwhile, a world away in Cleveland, the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame was inducting the latest nominees. While this year’s group isn’t the most drug-addled bunch ever, the Hall itself contains such a litany of famous overdoses, cokeheads, pot advocates and hallucinogenic lyricists that you’d assume a pharmacology degree was one of the nomination requirements. Take a look at Eddie Van Halen, one of this year’s nominees, and tell me his homeless-junkie look come from years of clean living.

So it’s not that our culture has a problem with a copious intake of drugs, you just have to pick the appropriate time and place. Let that be a lesson to all you kids out there. But this rant was really just an excuse to post my favourite viral video of the moment, Spiders on Drugs. In the 1950s a researcher drugged spiders and observed the effects on their webs. This clip updates it do this decade with a Hinterland Who’s Who twist. Great stuff.