Look at that. Those are goose teeth. Actually, they’re proto-teeth, but so what. Now keeping that image in mind, don’t ever do this:
Never tell a goose that you love her. She’ll see right through it and give you the what for right on your honker. Then some wag will post it on the internet for all to see and laugh at you over and over on The Overnight Open Thread.
Image from Square America. Unfortunately that awesome blog no longer exists, so we can only speculate on what Lois and Tony were up to at the West Memphis Holiday Inn in 1956. Maybe a few drinkies by the pool coerced Tony to get out the Brownie to preserve their fond memories on Kodak Verichrome Pan Film in front of the bathroom door.
Perhaps Tony knew that some day, somewhere, his photographic artistry would show up on the yet-to-be-invented internest and be featured here, with respect, on The Overnight Open Thread.
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The glorious green Chinese dragon dude first appeared in Strange Tales #89 in a story by Stan Lee and Jack Kirby. It’s your standard monster tale– big beastie wakes up, wreaks havoc, is cleverly defeated by a lowly human. The story takes place in “Red China;” the hero of the piece wakes Fin Fang Foom up in order to defeat a Red invasion force, but the creature becomes unchecked and has to be put back to sleep with magical herbs and stuff.
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The silliest aspect of the story lies in the existence of Foom’s pants. It was long ago, you see, and the Comics Code didn’t want a naked dragon running around, or so the story goes. Hence, to prevent a draconian super-schlong from flopping about, purple shorts were provided.
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But hey, who’s going to tell a giant psychic shape-shifting super-strong fire-breathing kung fu dragon what to do, eh?
This particular collectible from 1961 (Strange Tales #89) had an estimated value of $352 in 2009. Go figure.
And while we’re going and figuring, let’s don our purple pants, crank up the Rec Room Jukebox and do the Fin Fang Foom on The Overnight Open Thread.
Surfing is nothing but controlled falling in moving water, but this is a jaw dropper. Garrett McNamara is a professional big wave surfer who travels a world wide circuit, and on this particular outing off the shores of Portugal, he caught a rogue wave, estimated to be 90 feet tall at the crest. Here’s another take:
Garrett McNamara caught a monstrous wave Tuesday off Nazaré in Portugal, but did the wave face measure anywhere close to 90 feet, as a witness in the surfer’s group implied and as news reports suggested? Is it the largest wave ever ridden, as stated in the headline of a news release issued after the epic tow-surfing session?
Both points are debatable based on footage provided by McNamara to GrindTv.com, for its Tuesday afternoon post on the surfer’s incredible ride.
It was, without doubt, an amazing performance by the big-wave surfing icon from Hawaii. The wave face, however, does not appear to measure 90 feet. It’s worth noting, though, that footage captured from up high or far away, as was mostly the case here (there is some helmet-cam footage), can be misleading.
According to the folks who were there:
McNamara, a big-wave surfing icon from Hawaii, was riding large waves with Andrew Cotton and Al Mennie when three gigantic waves appeared on the outside. Cotton used a personal watercraft to tow McNamara onto the massive shoulder of one of those rogue waves. Mennie was siting in the channel on another vessel, acting as lifeguard, and described the event: “Everything seemed to be perfect, the weather, the waves. Both Cotty and I rode two big ones in the 60-foot-plus range and then when Garrett got on the rope a wave, maybe 30 feet bigger, came out of the canyon.
A fifteen-foot tall wall of water intimidates many surfers, but the guys who get the most credit are those running the towing operation on huge offshore breaks. They time the swells, estimate the breaks, and after dropping their cargo of brass balls off of a multi-story tower of water, manage to escape with their lives.
Fortunately, most of us don’t deal with that kind of awe-inspiring death-defying thrill-seeking bravado because we can be internet dare-devils instead, on
The Overnight Open Thread.
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