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Showing posts with label minions. Show all posts
Showing posts with label minions. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 19, 2014

Minion Attacks Continue Unabated

This is seeming more and more like a gnarly scene from Invasion of the Body Snatchers, or that scene in This is 40 when the shop clerk gets busted and says "Heeeeelp meeeee . . ."

Anyway, if the transmittals end suddenly, you'll know that the minions have finally devoured us all.

And for the love of all that is sacred, please send money and liquor. Thank you.



Wednesday, January 8, 2014

Minions, Again?

Self-explanatory. But I will say, using velcro is freaking genius. Whoever that guy is, I mean.

Friday, September 27, 2013

RIVERSIDE: Fire hydrant decorated as movie minion

One more reason to love the WorldWide Web. Even if some periodical refuses to print my letter to the editor, I can just publish it here. Case in point: this sorry-ass excuse for minion-making that was reported by the Riverside Press-Enterprise.



I think we can all agree that this looks more like a "crazy chicken" or a badly abused friar in blue. 

The following is my previously unpublished letter to the Press-Enterprise, as well as the photos that I attached.


Tuesday, September 10, 2013

Uh Oh, More Minions

What's that expression? A picture is worth a thousand words?

More Minions, More Minions!!!

Hey, it's not our fault that the municipality decided to use the colors yellow and purple for its irrigation covers. Coincidence? Well, as a senile old judge in San Diego County, on the verge of departing this mortal coil due to severe overstaying-his-welcome-ness and simply being old as a prehistoric rock, once told me, there's no such thing as coincidence. So there—that proves it once and for all. What? Pics? Oh, that's right—here you go (even more of them after the jump):