In the lost episode of "The Beverly Hillbillies," Elly May adopts a bandicoot. Hilarity ensues when Miss Jane mistakes the bandicoot for a mouse and screams the mansion down. She recovers when she sees Jethro and throws herself into his arms. Meanwhile, Granny plots to rid her home of the long nosed mouse.
It’s a bit confusing, because “bandicoot” could mean a species of rat (found in India) or the Aussie critter, but neither lives close to Beverly Hills.
True, so there will have to be a backstory about how the bandicoot ended up in Beverly Hills. Like a kangaroo did, and Granny thought it was a giant jackrabbit. I don't remember the kangaroo's backstory, probably some plot by Mrs. Drysdale.
I'm cry laughing at this guy. I need all the laughs I can get no matter how spastic and fucking crazy all of this shit is.
Its just a matter of time before other countries attack us in every way imaginable. I fear the worst will be that fuck with out elections and keep Rs in place so they can rape and pillage at will across the globe.
I always joked as a young single person that I would feed myself from the bag of “Bachelor Chow” like Futurama because I liked the simplicity. The future is now, I guess.
All of that whey protein is industrial waste made either into pet food or weightlifter supplements. It was a short jump to just feeding the gym bros the dog food.
hamburger&rice isn't even kibble! It's what we fed our dear GSD who was like 25 pounds underweight when we adopted her, poor girl had been lost in the desert, and was skin and bones when she was rescued. Kibble didn't sit well with her, we needed something blander.
Just for no reason, remembering that in 2016 Vance had written a message to a friend about Trump being America’s Hitler.
And now here we are. He knew it was team Hitler and joined them anyways. He thought he could jump on the bandwagon to further his own ambitions and those of his creepy benefactors like Thiel.
Now they are going to scapegoat him just as hard as he tried to scapegoat the Haitians in Ohio.
Back in the day, "bachelor kibble" for me was a ground beef baked bean chili with diced carrots, onions, and celery, sometimes peppers, and occasionally elbow pasta or noodles. I still make that when I'm on my own
Not exactly “bachelor,” but when partner and I were poor college kids one our favorite slop meals was “smackeroni.”
You make a pot of kraft macaroni and cheese (per the box instructions) then add a drained can/packet of tuna, and a drained mini can of peas. Season generously with pepper and a splash of lemon juice if you have it.
I just saw a report that says Trump is now "blaming" the two assassination attempts against him last year as the reason he decided to attack Iran - "I got him before he got me".
His descent into dementia has hit the "paranoia" stage.
And it appears that the WHCA dinner is not going to have a comedian speak - instead they're going with a "mentalist". Great - he can read Trump's mind ( if he has one ) and see just how twisted and fucked up he is. I'm betting that, by the time this is over, Trump would rather have had a comedian
Bandicoots! Your hed gif critter: https://martiniambassador.substack.com/p/long-nosed-bandicoots
And meme chat: https://open.substack.com/chat/posts/4712de3f-0914-4941-be72-ce7c76f9d226?utm_source=share
This coot luvs the bandicoots.
Dandy bandies!
They eat all kinds of bugs and grubs
And also roots and shoots
They are not really pig rats
They are cute bandicoots
They live in the "down under"
And under ground as well
There's no other way to say it, mate
But those bandicoots are swell.
Cheers mate! You did it again! You plus Martini made my day!
"Long nosed mouse" describes a large portion of the US Congress.
Sooo coot....er....cute. Thanks!
YOU'RE a bandicoot!
In the lost episode of "The Beverly Hillbillies," Elly May adopts a bandicoot. Hilarity ensues when Miss Jane mistakes the bandicoot for a mouse and screams the mansion down. She recovers when she sees Jethro and throws herself into his arms. Meanwhile, Granny plots to rid her home of the long nosed mouse.
That show. Just the ability of someone to come up with the name "Jethro Bodine" made me want to be a writer.
And she then consults her recipe book.
Isn't long-nosed-mouse what she calls Mr Drysdale?
Perhaps at the end of the episode, the long nosed mouse gets into Granny's supply of "home medicine," further enraging her.
It’s a bit confusing, because “bandicoot” could mean a species of rat (found in India) or the Aussie critter, but neither lives close to Beverly Hills.
True, so there will have to be a backstory about how the bandicoot ended up in Beverly Hills. Like a kangaroo did, and Granny thought it was a giant jackrabbit. I don't remember the kangaroo's backstory, probably some plot by Mrs. Drysdale.
A friend of Mr Drysdale sent him the kangaroo as a gift and it escaped from his yard and into the Clampetts who lived next door.
Bandicutes, am I right?
A truly magnificent marsupial! I just LOVE their extendo=schnozes.
Australia evolved THE most intriguing, unique creatures.
....that all want to kill you.
Marsupial lions have entered the chat.
A band of bandicoots!
Surely the collective noun is 'a cute of bandicoots'
I'm cry laughing at this guy. I need all the laughs I can get no matter how spastic and fucking crazy all of this shit is.
Its just a matter of time before other countries attack us in every way imaginable. I fear the worst will be that fuck with out elections and keep Rs in place so they can rape and pillage at will across the globe.
https://www.youtube.com/shorts/g9rdzR1PoD4
“We’re going to war to force Jesus to return.”
But, but Iran is run by doomsday religious fundamentalists!
Who is muslim. So I guess wiping them out in the name of jezus works for everyone.
They have heavily armed masked thugs that terrorize, kidnap, and kill their own people... oh wait that's the US.
Probably the most honest explanation yet.
For (the few of) us.
Baconz knows A Tribe Called Quest ages us Gen-Xers. But still.... remember when owning a tape deck wasn't "retro".*
I had oldz!
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=D-uV8TGjaGU&list=RDD-uV8TGjaGU&start_radio=1&pp=ygUgdHJpYmUgY2FsbGVkIHF1ZXN0IGNhbiBpIGtpY2sgaXSgBwE%3D
JD hasn't had an independent thought since Peteer Thiel bought him a senate seat. Is anyone really going to believe this was JD's doing?
SQUIRREL!
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in both of those moments, Trump was talking about himself.
A NYT report says it was Bibi whispering in Trump's ear that helped convince him to go to war in Iran. Although they also say "J.D. Vance .. argued in a White House Situation Room meeting that if the United States was going to hit Iran, it should 'go big and go fast'"(https://www.nytimes.com/2026/03/02/us/politics/trump-war-iran-israel.html?unlocked_article_code=1.QVA.9c_g.AO6OvHhl7_2j&smid=url-share). So either he was on the "pew-pew, big war" train, or this was just him sucking up hard to the boss again.
Sucking up hard to the boss is JD's middle name. That's why Theil bought him in the first place.
He would never know they were there.
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fucking hell
ouch
Coffee, then Armageddon it.
Wow..
Baconz isnt a huge rap fan. But I can say beyond a doubt DJ Vance drops some poser rhymes.
Its weird that I equate our VP to a character in "The Monster Squad".
I dont know why. And not one of the cool ones like "Fat Kid" or Frankenstein.
Bachelor Chow, now with flavor!
I always joked as a young single person that I would feed myself from the bag of “Bachelor Chow” like Futurama because I liked the simplicity. The future is now, I guess.
All of that whey protein is industrial waste made either into pet food or weightlifter supplements. It was a short jump to just feeding the gym bros the dog food.
hamburger&rice isn't even kibble! It's what we fed our dear GSD who was like 25 pounds underweight when we adopted her, poor girl had been lost in the desert, and was skin and bones when she was rescued. Kibble didn't sit well with her, we needed something blander.
It's funny. You live in the universe, but you never do these things until someone comes to visit.
Here is the Double Jepordy question today.
"The country Trump will bomb in the next 3 minutes to keep Epstine files out of the papers..."
Judges? I'm sorry Nova Scotia IS NOT a country.
Just for no reason, remembering that in 2016 Vance had written a message to a friend about Trump being America’s Hitler.
And now here we are. He knew it was team Hitler and joined them anyways. He thought he could jump on the bandwagon to further his own ambitions and those of his creepy benefactors like Thiel.
Now they are going to scapegoat him just as hard as he tried to scapegoat the Haitians in Ohio.
What a spineless, morally empty, fucking moron.
Back in the day, "bachelor kibble" for me was a ground beef baked bean chili with diced carrots, onions, and celery, sometimes peppers, and occasionally elbow pasta or noodles. I still make that when I'm on my own
Too much actual cooking to be bachelor food.
Not exactly “bachelor,” but when partner and I were poor college kids one our favorite slop meals was “smackeroni.”
You make a pot of kraft macaroni and cheese (per the box instructions) then add a drained can/packet of tuna, and a drained mini can of peas. Season generously with pepper and a splash of lemon juice if you have it.
I just saw a report that says Trump is now "blaming" the two assassination attempts against him last year as the reason he decided to attack Iran - "I got him before he got me".
His descent into dementia has hit the "paranoia" stage.
And it appears that the WHCA dinner is not going to have a comedian speak - instead they're going with a "mentalist". Great - he can read Trump's mind ( if he has one ) and see just how twisted and fucked up he is. I'm betting that, by the time this is over, Trump would rather have had a comedian
Paranoid maniacs have enemies too. In Trump's case, about 8 billion.