Monday, September 6, 2010

Heads up! Cool Kids



Here at Riddled Lifestyle ( a subsidiary of Crafar Farms Inc. Ltd., Shanghai) we are on the cutting border of the leading edge. So we are pretty hep cats.
Focus group target research has shown that what "the kids" want is Zardoz but Mums and Dads there's no need to feel outgrouped on this one.With new wonder 'Headgrow' from Riddled Research there is scope for the whole family to enjoy the ownership experience!
Sign up today and your own former convict head will be winging it's way to your door step.
No responsibilities for eating accidents is taken and actual results may differ from those shown.

13 comments:

Jennifer said...

:)

Thank GAWD! Headgrow changed my life!

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

If there's a bustle in your Headgrow, don't be alarmed now.

It's just the convict heads puking up the kids again.
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Smut Clyde said...

Did someone mention Eating accidents?

Smut Clyde said...

Anyone invoking Rule 34 in the context of Eating accidents will be banned.

Hamish Mack said...

"An ogre in the Park of Monsters" First or second album??

Yes, eating accidents

Jennifer said...

Rule 34!

mikey said...

Ok, no, it pretty much tracks with stuff I see in mikey world. I DO have a couple of questions. Inconsequential, really, but nagging in that squirrel in the underpants kind of way. I hope you can help me.

Mainly, the questions arise from the inconsistent narrative. In the far upper left, we seem to have a bit of a firefight, Her Majesty's Leather Rifles gunning down the indigent population with abandon. Ok, shit like that happens. But in the middle foreground, it's a sock hop. Kids in poodle skirts and chinos dancing the afternoon away to Buddy and the Crickets while the great big heads watch, snacking on popfolks. Again, ok, stray rounds from the police action to the north might be a bit of a problem, but if the heads aren't worried, then neither am I. But what are we to make of the marching band in the lower left? That IS, quite clearly, a trombone. Now sure, the dancers need music to get their groove on, and Her Majesty never skimped on musically-inclined cannon fodder, and hey, I had James Taylor, so you can't tell me that firefights don't have soundtracks.

I dunno. I guess it all comes together somehow, but it just seems an awful lot is going on in one parking lot. And I can't help but wonder - How did the heads get there in the first place?

Smut Clyde said...

Easter Islanders.

zombie rotten mcdonald said...

silly mikey. Zardoz heads fly.

But there is apparently some adjustment to the Headgrow formula necessary. Supposed to puke GUNS, not kids.

fish said...

Eating accidents lead to Crying While Eating.

Unsure if this is a Rule 34 invocation violation. I think perhaps it is.

Smut Clyde said...

How did the heads get there in the first place?

Evidently this is your first visit to a Philip Guston theme-park.

mikey said...

Good lord!

Pretty sure that one's a leaker!

Hamish Mack said...

Philip Guston theme-park.

Hey you, Cyclops dude, yo over here! Yeah, me. I'm just saying that you need a shave.