Some helpful hints.
A cool collection of skulls.
A visual comparison of search results.
Nevertheless, I was determined to gather images, and turn them into a zine. This proved more difficult than I thought. Most panels with “unngh!” in them are incredibly dull. If my zine was going to have only one joke, I had to find entertaining panels to keep the attention span of the reader.
(via Bibi’s Box)
How can you not miss him? From the SNL Transcripts:
Sinead O’Connor: I don’t understand the question.
Frank Sinatra: I’ll tell you what you better understand! Next time you see Old Glory riding up that pole, you better sing that anthem, darling! You’re lucky you’re a chick, or you’d be nothing but a stain on the road and a crewcut. Our founding fathers went to the mat for you, baby!
Sinead O’Connor: It’s not my flag – I’m Irish.
Frank Sinatra: Oh? Well, then stay off of this stuff.. [ mimes drinking ] That’s the curse of you people. Billy Idol!
Cirroc: [ stepping out] It’s just “Cirroc”, your Honor.. and, yes, I’m ready. [ approaches the jury box ] Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, I’m just a caveman. I fell on some ice and later got thawed out by some of your scientists. Your world frightens and confuses me! Sometimes the honking horns of your traffic make me want to get out of my BMW.. and run off into the hills, or wherever.. Sometimes when I get a message on my fax machine, I wonder: “Did little demons get inside and type it?” I don’t know! My primitive mind can’t grasp these concepts. But there is one thing I do know – when a man like my client slips and falls on a sidewalk in front of a public library, then he is entitled to no less than two million in compensatory damages, and two million in punitive damages. Thank you.
And of course, The Anal Retentive Chef: