I was at Wal-Mart yesterday. As if those Big Mouth Billy Bass weren’t ghastly enough, I saw two new versions I hadn’t seen before. They were:
Big Mouth Billy Bass Halloween Edition: The SKELETON of the bass. Ooooo scary.
Big Mouth Billy Bass Santa Edition: Ho ho ho… 'it was wearing a Santa hat.
What next, Big Mouth Billy Bass Easter Edition with bunny ears? Oy vey.
Yet another sign of the decline of Western civilization…
sigh…
what I want to know is - who is buying these things?
** xizor ** asked: “what I want to know is - who is buying these things?”
I know of one person who got one of these: the lady at the deli counter in my office building. She brought it in one day and would start giggling when anyone walked up to the counter. If the person didn’t nudge close enough to trigger this fish, she would press the button and activate it manually. Then when it started singing, she would laugh out loud while everyone kind of looked at her blankly.
If you click on Baglady’s link, you will see another link on the page. This second link is for North Carolina Pecan Art–figurines made from crushed pecan shells–which informs you:
How anyone could resist creating a Master Piece, I don’t know.
Pass the Master Piece pipe, man!! Bwa hahahahaha.
Baglady, we have a person that has put one of those “cute” things in their cubicle. It goes really well with their harley davidson telephone that flashes lights and goes putta putta putta when someone calls, and of course the black velvet Elvis in a sombrero. Yup, we have to tolerate this moron everyday.
My mother :rolleyes:
Why don’t the just save time, and ship them straight to the thrift stores? That’s where they will all end up in about 3 years anyway…
**Fletch ** shared: “Baglady, we have a person that has put one of those “cute” things in their cubicle.”
I’m disappointed, Fletch. You mean to tell me this cow-orker doesn’t have a velvet painting of dogs playing poker???
I remember going into the local Walgreens, where they had these Billy Basses stocked near the entrance, meaning that they were triggered CONSTANTLY. I tried to imagine the awesome mental suffering experienced by the cashiers. Hell, in the short time I was in the store, I learned to loathe “Take Me To The River” (I already loathed the other song that it sang, “Don’t Worry, Be Happy”).
Well, according to the front page of today’s Sun, good old Queen Elizabeth has one. She keeps it on her piano, apparently.
The North Carolina Pecan site also informs us that there are ** “…over 100 unique figurines and collectibles that you may paint and use in any way your imagination can ponder.”**
Brain: “Are you pondering what I’m pondering, Pinky?”
Pinky: “I think so Brain, but where are we going to
get incredibly tacky crushed pecan
ornaments at this time of night?”