Commenter dh34 took last week’s prize of a new Black Arch holster. If you’d like one, get creative and enter the best caption for this photo in the comments by midnight Sunday. Good luck!
“and especially for you, ms. clinton, ‘from my moist, sticky hands!'”
He was short and fat, and rode out of the West
With a Mogen David on his silver vest.
He was mean and nasty right clear through,
Which was kinda weird, ’cause he was yellow too.
They called him Irving.
Big Irving.
Big, short Irving.
Big, short, fat Irving.
The hundred and forty-second fastest gun in the West.
He came from the old Bar Mitzvah spread,
With a 10-gallon yarmulke on his head.
He always followed his mother’s wishes,
Even on the range he used two sets of dishes.
Irving.
Big, fat Irving.
Big sissy Irving.
The hundred and forty-second fastest gun in the West.
A hundred and forty-one could draw faster than he,
But Irving was looking for one forty-three.
Walked into Sol’s Saloon like a man insane,
And ordered three fingers of two cents plain.
Irving.
Big, fat Irving.
Big sport Irving.
The hundred and forty-second fastest gun in the West.
One day Bad Max happened into town.
His aim was to shoot fat Irving down.
Bad Max said, “Draw, and draw right now!”
And Irving drew, drew a picture of a cow.
Irving.
Big, fat Irving.
Big gunfighter Irving.
The hundred and forty-second fastest gun in the West.
The James Boys was comin’ on a train at first sun,
And the town said, “Irving, we need your gun.”
When that train pulled in at the break of dawn,
Irving’s gun was there, but Irving was gone.
Irving.
Big, fat Irving.
Big help, Irving.
The hundred and forty-second fastest gun in the West.
Well, finally Irving got three slugs in the belly.
It was right outside the Frontier Deli.
He was sittin’ there twirlin’ his gun around,
And butterfingers Irving gunned himself down!
Irving.
Big, fat Irving.
Big dumb-dumb Irving.
Big dumb-dumb dead Irving.
The hundred and forty-second fastest gun in the West.
Really.
Great Frank Gallup song. I’m pleased to see that someone else knows this ditty.
The Ballad of Irving- Frank Gallop.
I remember hearing this on the Dr. Demento radio show when I was a kid.
From the makers of “Growing up Gotti” we present “Growing up Christi.”
Hold it right there, Pardner. These guns are loaded, and so are my drawers…..
Frank Gallop! I remember hearing this on the Dr. Demento radio show when I was a kid.
Master race, indeed.
Hey, let go my eggo!!
“In an unusual and ironic twist, friends and family say Billy’s life improved dramatically after he was introduced to cocaine in high school.”
That one made me laugh.
That one’s pretty good.
An early photograph released by the Christie campaign showing his pro gun bona-fides.
You will respect my authoritah!
“Kyle, give me your Jew Gold!”
All of the above, plus poor trigger discipline!
Revolvers and rickets-a winning combo!
Thu ,thu,thu ,thea,thea that’s all folks!
Slowpoke Radregez, cousin to speedy Gunzales, always armed!
Boss Hog before dealing with them Duke boys.
Bloated Weapons!!!!!!
Your Twinkies or your life!
Yeah go ahead, make the fat joke I dare you.
Imagine the poor rocking horse this kid rode in on!
Chris Christie before he moved to New Jersey.
Not gonna put up with you fat shaming me!
The deadliest Ted Kennedy was until he got his DL.
I don’t care what you say Mama June, Honey Boo Boo and me’s gettin hitched!
when running out of twinkies becomes a matter of life or death
“I don’t like coconut. Not the taste, the consistency.”
“I got 38’s in my hands, 40’s on my chest and more chins than a Chinese phone book”.
I’m the rootenist ,tootenist , butter bean you’ve ever seen
Even at a young age, the future Chicago Chief Garry McCarthy had the perfect build for police work.
Lol being traumatized by a camera flash at a young age, the chief went on to harbor a lifelong grudge against stop lights!
The youngest member of Blue Bloods gets an early start with both pistols and donuts.
Reach for the pie, pardner.
“Give me the cake or else I’m gonna feed you some lead!”
Somebody gave that igloo guns.
Freeze, you flat bellied bastard!
Fat Bast*rd’s mini me
Get in my belly
Said director John Woo… “No… I wanted CHOW-YUN Fat!”
Twinkies! All of them and no one gets hurt!
Go ahead, punk. Make my d…wait are those cupcakes?!
“The Donald” touting his earliest pro 2A convictions.
That’s right Ray. It’s the Staypuft Marshmallow Man……EXERCISING HIS SECOND AMENDMENT RIGHTS!!!
Mrs. Clinton was surprisingly comfortable with firearms in her younger years.
Michael Moore’s future credibility as a gun control advocate is now in question…
Porky get your gun
“Gimme back my damn Twinkies!”
Gimme your lunch money and nobody gets hurt!
NO BAFF (bath)!!!
Ghostbusters Reloaded. Revenge of the Sta-Puft Marshmallow baby!
Mommy sent me.
“Your my Da Da and I love you, but never take sides with anyone outside the family again.”
pugsley stopped dead in his tracks when he saw spot “roasting” wednesday’s “marshmallows.”
dang it. spot was the munsters.
Two tickets to the gun show! Pew pew!
Boxer Tactical Daily Digest 6.3.16: background checks for Big Mac purchases, 3 day wait for soda, and why guns promote positive body image
Truffle shuffle… I got yer truffle shuffle right here!
Where’s the BBQ….I brought my guns!
I want my…baby back….baby back….baby back ribs!
For a second, I thought these were the nude Amy Schumer photos everyone was talking about.
Then I noticed she’s not wearing orange in this one.
The extremes Tater is pushed to when trying to protect his Mac’n Cheese.
That’s GEORGE Nelson. Not BABYFACE. My name is GEORGE!
One of my favorite movies!
It’s a shame that George Clooney never realized that his true calling was comedy. He could have been the second coming of Peter Sellers.
I said “pancakes”…….now!
You’re gangsta? I’m pretty gangsta too!
Drop the Krispy Kreme’s and nobody gets hurt
Stay Puftt…
“I tried to think of the most harmless thing. Something I loved from my childhood. Something that could never ever possibly destroy us. Mr Stay Puft…..”
All I said was “Are you a cowboy?”
“Say ‘exercise’ one more time….”
Ok, hand over the insulin and nobody gets hurt
Most people forget that before he was John “Duke” Wayne he was Marion M. Morrison.
Where’s my box of chocolates, momma?
This is National Donut Day so just put the box down and slowly back away…
Hell yeah I pool carry!
Give me the candy and nobody gets hurt!
Murica.
Hand over those Cheetos or I will pry them out of your cold dead hands!
You can eat lead! I’ll have some cake.
Look at this baby!
Where’d you get a picture of me?
Step away from my biscuits & gravy
When Oompa-Loompas go bad….
Hands off the Twinkies and no one gets hurt!
Early vintage photo of Elmer Fudd auditioning for a role with Warner Bros. Looney Tunes
Vickers really let himself go.
Gimme my baby back baby back.
Pastel o plomo?
I’ve come fer yer daughter, Chuck!
Say hello to my little friend!
” chubby-chubby-bang-bang “
Extra bragging rights to anyone who can name the author of the original book “Chitty Chitty Bang Bang” without using google to look it up. Here is a hint … he is British and is remembered as the author of one of the most famous British fictional characters of all time!
“Gemmie dem cookies!”
Shannon Watts finally found her perfect photo to rebrand “Everytown”, for the sake of the children. Dounch ya know.
“Photos from Toronto mayor Rob Ford’s youth revealed his substance abuse started much earlier than previously thought.”
“Respect my authoritah!”
Pampers? Yeah, I got stinkin Pampers! Pew, pew!
The pillsbury doughboy had a rough childhood.
“Put the candy in the bag, and nobody gets hurt”
“As easy as taking what?”
Boys shooting anything bigger than .9mm out of a pistol are just compensating for lack of sexual prowess. Sigmund Floyd said that on his best album, “The Dark Side of the Id.”
Who you calling “Fluffy”, Punk!
True story .
Most people don’t know that even in the 1800’s photography was prevalent and like most cattle ranchers , Ben Cartwright was quite the armature photographer . This is of coarse Ben Cartwright , there are also great picks of Adam , Annabelle , Alice and everyone’s favorite , little Joe .
I particularly like the ones of Annabelle in the shower .
It’s Hoss , Hoss Cartwright , Ben took the freaking picture .
The Penguin started his life of crime at a young age.
Not bad, Vhyrus.
I hate to do it to you, but mine”s *better*:
“Ralph, age two.”
*Snicker*…
Glen Beck’s inner child at the thought of Donald Trump.
Glen Beck’s inner child response to satellite radio one week ban for threatening a president candidate. Am I too hard on Beck? ?
So, they banned him for one week, on the week he is on vacation. H’mm.
What am I missing on that?
Leave Glenn alone .
No, Ralph’s would be on a tintype.
More cake…..NOW!
Anybody f*cks with my twinkies there will be consequences and repercussions.?
Here we see the infamous ‘Baby Faced’ Nelson in one of his more vulnerable moments.
Dang it! You beat me to it. I was going to say, “This is a photo of the real ‘Baby Face Nelson’.
Why don’t YOU do the truffle shuffle!
Put the cake in the bag and nobody gets hurt.
The Michelin Man’s career had some odd moments before he landed his namesake role.
YFWG
Dammit. Beat me to it!
Winnah!
My favorite! Made me laugh.
Love it!
Nice!
Young Chris Farley loved him some six shooters
Pew pew pew?
More like moo moo moo.
I think a found an image of this kid as an adult.
http://i.imgur.com/uQg4I.jpg
“and especially for you, ms. clinton, ‘from my moist, sticky hands!'”
He was short and fat, and rode out of the West
With a Mogen David on his silver vest.
He was mean and nasty right clear through,
Which was kinda weird, ’cause he was yellow too.
They called him Irving.
Big Irving.
Big, short Irving.
Big, short, fat Irving.
The hundred and forty-second fastest gun in the West.
He came from the old Bar Mitzvah spread,
With a 10-gallon yarmulke on his head.
He always followed his mother’s wishes,
Even on the range he used two sets of dishes.
Irving.
Big, fat Irving.
Big sissy Irving.
The hundred and forty-second fastest gun in the West.
A hundred and forty-one could draw faster than he,
But Irving was looking for one forty-three.
Walked into Sol’s Saloon like a man insane,
And ordered three fingers of two cents plain.
Irving.
Big, fat Irving.
Big sport Irving.
The hundred and forty-second fastest gun in the West.
One day Bad Max happened into town.
His aim was to shoot fat Irving down.
Bad Max said, “Draw, and draw right now!”
And Irving drew, drew a picture of a cow.
Irving.
Big, fat Irving.
Big gunfighter Irving.
The hundred and forty-second fastest gun in the West.
The James Boys was comin’ on a train at first sun,
And the town said, “Irving, we need your gun.”
When that train pulled in at the break of dawn,
Irving’s gun was there, but Irving was gone.
Irving.
Big, fat Irving.
Big help, Irving.
The hundred and forty-second fastest gun in the West.
Well, finally Irving got three slugs in the belly.
It was right outside the Frontier Deli.
He was sittin’ there twirlin’ his gun around,
And butterfingers Irving gunned himself down!
Irving.
Big, fat Irving.
Big dumb-dumb Irving.
Big dumb-dumb dead Irving.
The hundred and forty-second fastest gun in the West.
Really.
Great Frank Gallup song. I’m pleased to see that someone else knows this ditty.
The Ballad of Irving- Frank Gallop.
I remember hearing this on the Dr. Demento radio show when I was a kid.
From the makers of “Growing up Gotti” we present “Growing up Christi.”
Hold it right there, Pardner. These guns are loaded, and so are my drawers…..
Frank Gallop! I remember hearing this on the Dr. Demento radio show when I was a kid.
Master race, indeed.
Hey, let go my eggo!!
“In an unusual and ironic twist, friends and family say Billy’s life improved dramatically after he was introduced to cocaine in high school.”
That one made me laugh.
That one’s pretty good.
An early photograph released by the Christie campaign showing his pro gun bona-fides.
You will respect my authoritah!
“Kyle, give me your Jew Gold!”
All of the above, plus poor trigger discipline!
Revolvers and rickets-a winning combo!
Thu ,thu,thu ,thea,thea that’s all folks!
Slowpoke Radregez, cousin to speedy Gunzales, always armed!
Boss Hog before dealing with them Duke boys.
Bloated Weapons!!!!!!
Your Twinkies or your life!
Yeah go ahead, make the fat joke I dare you.
Imagine the poor rocking horse this kid rode in on!
Chris Christie before he moved to New Jersey.
Not gonna put up with you fat shaming me!
The deadliest Ted Kennedy was until he got his DL.
I don’t care what you say Mama June, Honey Boo Boo and me’s gettin hitched!
when running out of twinkies becomes a matter of life or death
“I don’t like coconut. Not the taste, the consistency.”
“I got 38’s in my hands, 40’s on my chest and more chins than a Chinese phone book”.
I’m the rootenist ,tootenist , butter bean you’ve ever seen
Even at a young age, the future Chicago Chief Garry McCarthy had the perfect build for police work.
Lol being traumatized by a camera flash at a young age, the chief went on to harbor a lifelong grudge against stop lights!
The youngest member of Blue Bloods gets an early start with both pistols and donuts.
Reach for the pie, pardner.
“Give me the cake or else I’m gonna feed you some lead!”
Somebody gave that igloo guns.
Freeze, you flat bellied bastard!
Fat Bast*rd’s mini me
Get in my belly
Said director John Woo… “No… I wanted CHOW-YUN Fat!”
Twinkies! All of them and no one gets hurt!
Go ahead, punk. Make my d…wait are those cupcakes?!
“The Donald” touting his earliest pro 2A convictions.
That’s right Ray. It’s the Staypuft Marshmallow Man……EXERCISING HIS SECOND AMENDMENT RIGHTS!!!
Mrs. Clinton was surprisingly comfortable with firearms in her younger years.
Michael Moore’s future credibility as a gun control advocate is now in question…
Porky get your gun
“Gimme back my damn Twinkies!”
Gimme your lunch money and nobody gets hurt!
NO BAFF (bath)!!!
Ghostbusters Reloaded. Revenge of the Sta-Puft Marshmallow baby!
Mommy sent me.
“Your my Da Da and I love you, but never take sides with anyone outside the family again.”
pugsley stopped dead in his tracks when he saw spot “roasting” wednesday’s “marshmallows.”
dang it. spot was the munsters.
Two tickets to the gun show! Pew pew!
Boxer Tactical Daily Digest 6.3.16: background checks for Big Mac purchases, 3 day wait for soda, and why guns promote positive body image
Truffle shuffle… I got yer truffle shuffle right here!
Where’s the BBQ….I brought my guns!
I want my…baby back….baby back….baby back ribs!
For a second, I thought these were the nude Amy Schumer photos everyone was talking about.
Then I noticed she’s not wearing orange in this one.
The extremes Tater is pushed to when trying to protect his Mac’n Cheese.
That’s GEORGE Nelson. Not BABYFACE. My name is GEORGE!
One of my favorite movies!
It’s a shame that George Clooney never realized that his true calling was comedy. He could have been the second coming of Peter Sellers.
I said “pancakes”…….now!
You’re gangsta? I’m pretty gangsta too!
Drop the Krispy Kreme’s and nobody gets hurt
Stay Puftt…
“I tried to think of the most harmless thing. Something I loved from my childhood. Something that could never ever possibly destroy us. Mr Stay Puft…..”
All I said was “Are you a cowboy?”
“Say ‘exercise’ one more time….”
Ok, hand over the insulin and nobody gets hurt
Most people forget that before he was John “Duke” Wayne he was Marion M. Morrison.
Where’s my box of chocolates, momma?
This is National Donut Day so just put the box down and slowly back away…
Hell yeah I pool carry!
Give me the candy and nobody gets hurt!
Murica.
Hand over those Cheetos or I will pry them out of your cold dead hands!
You can eat lead! I’ll have some cake.
Look at this baby!
Where’d you get a picture of me?
Step away from my biscuits & gravy
When Oompa-Loompas go bad….
Hands off the Twinkies and no one gets hurt!
Early vintage photo of Elmer Fudd auditioning for a role with Warner Bros. Looney Tunes
Vickers really let himself go.
Gimme my baby back baby back.
Pastel o plomo?
I’ve come fer yer daughter, Chuck!
Say hello to my little friend!
” chubby-chubby-bang-bang “
Extra bragging rights to anyone who can name the author of the original book “Chitty Chitty Bang Bang” without using google to look it up. Here is a hint … he is British and is remembered as the author of one of the most famous British fictional characters of all time!
“Gemmie dem cookies!”
Shannon Watts finally found her perfect photo to rebrand “Everytown”, for the sake of the children. Dounch ya know.
“Photos from Toronto mayor Rob Ford’s youth revealed his substance abuse started much earlier than previously thought.”
“Respect my authoritah!”
Pampers? Yeah, I got stinkin Pampers! Pew, pew!
The pillsbury doughboy had a rough childhood.
“Put the candy in the bag, and nobody gets hurt”
“As easy as taking what?”
Boys shooting anything bigger than .9mm out of a pistol are just compensating for lack of sexual prowess. Sigmund Floyd said that on his best album, “The Dark Side of the Id.”
Who you calling “Fluffy”, Punk!
True story .
Most people don’t know that even in the 1800’s photography was prevalent and like most cattle ranchers , Ben Cartwright was quite the armature photographer . This is of coarse Ben Cartwright , there are also great picks of Adam , Annabelle , Alice and everyone’s favorite , little Joe .
I particularly like the ones of Annabelle in the shower .
It’s Hoss , Hoss Cartwright , Ben took the freaking picture .
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