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Showing posts with label trash. Show all posts
Showing posts with label trash. Show all posts

20130830

It all ends up in the ocean

Remember to cut up your little six pack rings, to save the turtles and the fish, the Hoff and Aquaman. Everything ends up in the ocean eventually, and don't you think we've trashed it enough?

Also, art!

20130511

A Meme is Born!

Verily, no sooner did the Internet gaze upon Henry and his Rasta Banana than in an instant, a meme was born. How could it not be so?
A cool celebrity jumped on board early. Snoop's the best, by the way.
Who doesn't like happy life sized Rasta Bananas? No one, that's who.
A rocket to the top! Everyone loves Rasta Banana!
Maybe a little too much. You know what, this Rasta Banana meme is kinda old and played out. Next!
Old memes lie abandoned in the wastelands of our Internet streets, forgotten and swept up along with all the other trash. So long, Rasta Banana, you were funny for a little bit!

20120819

Pacific Trash Vortex

Aye, in the Pacific but in fact in all oceans, to a lesser degree, a great vortex of trash has formed over the past 50 years and only gets bigger every successive year. Due to currents, but you are not destined by currents unless you want to be. And you don't want to poison/starve cute little turtles, do you?

Reduce, reuse, recycle!

20120817

Perp Tag (Probation)

Dog Judge is harsh and not always fair, but this seems reasonable a punishment in the small case of the "Mysterious Trash Juice on my Face".

All animals love trash - consider that, human. What we throw away is dear treasure to all other life.

20120816

Meanwhile, inside

Who knows what lurks behind the walls of your neighbors? Unless you go inside of course.  They may seem outwardly "normal", but inside, where it counts, they're all kinds of crazy. And sad. This lad here clearly is suffering from several addictions - alcohol, ya think? Nicotine too, and maybe he's doing some other drug I can't see. Also, the internet - it's true, now, I realize: It can be a drug that takes over your life. Your internet reality becomes your true reality, the fleshbag can have the "real". But what is real, Neo?

Also, is that some fancy expensive lamp, that IF I knew what it was I'd be all "OMG! That's a Murcato Ruby from 1924, with the original lacy edges!"? That kind of fancy?