A friend of a friend who worked for the Kroffts in the ’70s opined that half the coke in L.A. went through their office. Perhaps these folks were next door. It’s The New Zoo Revue, comin’ right at you… Hmm. Maybe that lyric is inapposite given the prominence of sperm in this conversation.

Via With Leather.

Too bad “Mr.
Dingle” the postman didn’t stop by.

Recognize him? That’s Chuck Woolery, y’all.

The Gormogons will be back in two and two.

Confucius, Œc. Vol.

Don’t ask impertinent questions like that jackass Adept Lu.