Remembering Eric Morecambe today on the 28th anniversary of his death, 28 May 1984.
Still as loved and missed as ever.
RIP Eric
I just don’t think Pumaman will ever make the Avengers…
I don’t know, the power to rear project major cities and to fall at angles defying gravity would be useful powers.
I really enjoyed this show. I remember first watching it years ago now during a school holiday and it was on during weekdays. Re-watching it now makes it a whole lot more enjoyable as I can understand it a mite better and the buddy cop partnership with Hobbes and Fawkes is probably one of the funniest I’ve ever seen.
(Source: leticia-who)
I haven’t really posted any text on this thing in a while, I guess it’s because I’ve had nothing interesting to say, but that’s all about to change. Get ready for my most profound text post.
Today was cold. I put my blanket and my hat in the tumble dryer. Wearing the hat and wrapping myself in the blanket after they had been thoroughly warmed up was probably the highlight of my day.
But spending an hour or two peeling tomatoes was probably a close second.
All this excitement has made my sleepy,
so I am off to bed.
Adios.
I’ve tried this and only managed to bruise an otherwise perfectly good apple.
(Source: catbushandludicrous)
Slinky is trying so hard
i just watched this entire video. what am i doing with my life.
I started crying because the sad music started playing at the end and I thought it was gunna die.
Fighting Trousers - Professor Elemental
Dear Sir,
Regarding your recent foray
Into the rap business and the scene you portray,
See I don’t normally approve of war games,
But “He’s biting you” is what they all say
And by Harry, they might be right—
This is hip hop, not an Elvis night!
Shelve this Professor impersonation,
Let it end now, it’s impertinent waiting!
You seem a reasonable chap,
What you need to do is rap
But not parody chap hop
‘Cause that’s not proper, just not cricket!
Put away your ukulele or I’ll tell where to stick it!
I - Don’t like your tweed, sir!
Will - Teach you the professor’s ready!
Not - Let’s see who strikes the loudest!
Lose - Put on my fighting trousers!
I’ve got super producers and fans that play me
You’ve got a granddad’s mustache and a ukulele
Don’t look around sir, I’m speaking to you
Roll up your shirt sleeves, Queensberry rules
Never test professors with the cleverest wits
Let’s settle this like gentlemen: armed with heavy sticks
On a rotating plate, with spikes like Flash Gordon
And you’re Peter Duncan; I gave you fair warning
When this George Formby clone is performing
Audiences go home before he begins talking
A new career might be more rewarding
I’m a bright Brighton peer, you’re rap’s Piers Morgan
I - Don’t like your tweed, sir!
Will - Teach you the professor’s ready!
Not - Let’s see who strikes the loudest!
Lose - Put on my fighting trousers!
I’m not seeing you at ciphers or workshops with kids or gigs
Dear sir, you’re not worthy of this!
Sold out to Coca-Cola
Used for a trend
And that means you’re banned
From using a pen
Hope it’s safe to assume you won’t do this again
Set foot on my stage and get ruined again
Be out, Mr. B, I’ve set the egg timer
There’s not room in town for two gentlemen rhymers
Leave town by the end of this instrumental
Yours, et cetera, et cetera, sincerely, and so forth,
Professor Elemental
this is my new favorite video
Hercules reads his script entirely wrong
(reads the word disappointed, when he was supposed to sound disappointed)greatness.
*giggling*
Karl’s Perfect life

