Heads that Bobble
Today as i write this, the Phillies are blowing it. As awesome team in theory, is making me very upset. To compound that, the new field will be called Citizen's Bank Park, AKA corporate america is pissing me off more by the day. But, there is a bright light ahead. No, I'm not talking about the world series or all star game or any of that nonsense, I am talking about the Mike Schmidt bobblehead giveaway day this friday night. I wish I had more bobbleheads, they are one of those things that all real people can appreciate. I don't care if you hate them, sure, everything can be hated, but everyone can APPRECIATE them. And no, I have no idea what I am talking about. But, In light of this giveaway day celebration, I have decided to share with you, my appreciation of bobbleheads. So, without further delay, I give you, my bobblehead collection.
Tom Bosley. The dad from Happy Days. One day back in 1996, I was attending my weekly Happy Days convention in Hoboken, New Jersey. To my surprise, this fatefull week had door prizes. You will never guess what I won. I took the second prize, and then traded it to get a Tom Bosely bobblehead.
I could have had any bobblehead, but I chose Temple. I mean, I chose Bill Cosby. I mean, I found it, AT Temple, ahhh, that sounds feasible.
Bo Knows Bobbleheads. I admit, that line was kind of contrived and lame, possibly even painful. But, you know what, if Bo really knew anything he claimed to know, it would certainly be bobbleheads. Now that Bo Jackson is no longer a member of the NFL or MLB, h eis the king of Bobblehead collecting with a world renown collection, and does free appraisals of collections on weekends. I kid thee not. Oh, and I stole this bobblehead from a blind kid.
Possibly my favorite piece in the collection, Dredd rules. It may not look real, but trust me, it is. They took the likeness of the Judge Dredd atari game instead of the movie, because the Atari game rocks, even harder than the movie. Some guy, I'm not gonna name any names, but it is Sly Stallone, offered me $80,000 for it. I sold it, but then kicked his ass and stole it back. He cried too. And then paid me more money not to tell anybody that he cried. Then I told you anyway, what a bitch.
I found this in a white Limo. I rented this limo, and the driver was like, "Yo, Burt Reynolds rents this Mutha all the time, and he is always swimming in Burt Reynolds bobbleheads. If you look hard, you can probably find like 12." I found exactly 12, and sold 11 to the homless for their food money. I told them it was a new kind of crack and they believed me! Homeless people are so fuckingstupid and gullible when it comes to crack. But I kept one, and it was the only one that was really made of crack. Stupid homeless.
Anybody who knows anything about great actors who were once in the Beverly Hills Cop series and Fast Times at Ridgemont High, already knows that this is Judge Reinhold. Judge Reinhold is the man, and I own this bobblehead of him. Look at that beautiful bobbling footage. JUST...LOOK...AT....IT!!! Its glorious. Its even cooler that Axle Foley and Spiccoli put together. Not as cool as Canadian Bacon with John Candy though.
The year was 1939, Germany had just invaded Poland, Elvis was still alive, and Nolan Ryan wasn't even alive yet. The last one is speculation. But, during that time, while I was fighting the Krauts in Paris, I killed a big fat German soldier, and decided to loot his personal belongings. What I found was this, the Adolf Hitler bobblehead. Rare even to those who collect 1930's and 40's German bobbleheads, and I own one. I am kind of scared of it, I put it in a drawer every night while I sleep, but it is still impressive.
You know what, I sat here, thinking about what to say about this, the Jar Jar Binks bobblehead. But, instead of making up something, I am gonna come clean. I won't insulf your intelligence. There is no Jar Jar bobblehead. I made it up. I am so ashamed, I just wanted to look like a big shot. My other, real, bobbleheadsjust weren't enough, and I figured this one would put me over the top. **Sniff**crying noises**et cetera***squirrel***
Well, thats all I have, maybe some other time I'll show you new ones I get. Don't count on it though. Slater
fuck
Today as i write this, the Phillies are blowing it. As awesome team in theory, is making me very upset. To compound that, the new field will be called Citizen's Bank Park, AKA corporate america is pissing me off more by the day. But, there is a bright light ahead. No, I'm not talking about the world series or all star game or any of that nonsense, I am talking about the Mike Schmidt bobblehead giveaway day this friday night. I wish I had more bobbleheads, they are one of those things that all real people can appreciate. I don't care if you hate them, sure, everything can be hated, but everyone can APPRECIATE them. And no, I have no idea what I am talking about. But, In light of this giveaway day celebration, I have decided to share with you, my appreciation of bobbleheads. So, without further delay, I give you, my bobblehead collection.
Tom Bosley. The dad from Happy Days. One day back in 1996, I was attending my weekly Happy Days convention in Hoboken, New Jersey. To my surprise, this fatefull week had door prizes. You will never guess what I won. I took the second prize, and then traded it to get a Tom Bosely bobblehead.
I could have had any bobblehead, but I chose Temple. I mean, I chose Bill Cosby. I mean, I found it, AT Temple, ahhh, that sounds feasible.
Bo Knows Bobbleheads. I admit, that line was kind of contrived and lame, possibly even painful. But, you know what, if Bo really knew anything he claimed to know, it would certainly be bobbleheads. Now that Bo Jackson is no longer a member of the NFL or MLB, h eis the king of Bobblehead collecting with a world renown collection, and does free appraisals of collections on weekends. I kid thee not. Oh, and I stole this bobblehead from a blind kid.
Possibly my favorite piece in the collection, Dredd rules. It may not look real, but trust me, it is. They took the likeness of the Judge Dredd atari game instead of the movie, because the Atari game rocks, even harder than the movie. Some guy, I'm not gonna name any names, but it is Sly Stallone, offered me $80,000 for it. I sold it, but then kicked his ass and stole it back. He cried too. And then paid me more money not to tell anybody that he cried. Then I told you anyway, what a bitch.
I found this in a white Limo. I rented this limo, and the driver was like, "Yo, Burt Reynolds rents this Mutha all the time, and he is always swimming in Burt Reynolds bobbleheads. If you look hard, you can probably find like 12." I found exactly 12, and sold 11 to the homless for their food money. I told them it was a new kind of crack and they believed me! Homeless people are so fuckingstupid and gullible when it comes to crack. But I kept one, and it was the only one that was really made of crack. Stupid homeless.
Anybody who knows anything about great actors who were once in the Beverly Hills Cop series and Fast Times at Ridgemont High, already knows that this is Judge Reinhold. Judge Reinhold is the man, and I own this bobblehead of him. Look at that beautiful bobbling footage. JUST...LOOK...AT....IT!!! Its glorious. Its even cooler that Axle Foley and Spiccoli put together. Not as cool as Canadian Bacon with John Candy though.
The year was 1939, Germany had just invaded Poland, Elvis was still alive, and Nolan Ryan wasn't even alive yet. The last one is speculation. But, during that time, while I was fighting the Krauts in Paris, I killed a big fat German soldier, and decided to loot his personal belongings. What I found was this, the Adolf Hitler bobblehead. Rare even to those who collect 1930's and 40's German bobbleheads, and I own one. I am kind of scared of it, I put it in a drawer every night while I sleep, but it is still impressive.
You know what, I sat here, thinking about what to say about this, the Jar Jar Binks bobblehead. But, instead of making up something, I am gonna come clean. I won't insulf your intelligence. There is no Jar Jar bobblehead. I made it up. I am so ashamed, I just wanted to look like a big shot. My other, real, bobbleheadsjust weren't enough, and I figured this one would put me over the top. **Sniff**crying noises**et cetera***squirrel***
Well, thats all I have, maybe some other time I'll show you new ones I get. Don't count on it though. Slater
fuck