Hey there fooble fans, and welcome to the fun and frilly world of the fantastic foobles! I have a basket bursting with fooble fun today, and so let’s just open it up and let them go… wait…. there’s nothing in here! Oh no, the foobles escaped! Those pesky little things, now what will we do? We can’t go another week without foobles, literally multiples of people would be disappointed and we can’t let that happen! It would be a catastrophe! It would be a cataclysm! It would be a category! It would…. oh wait, here they are.

Silly me, I had the wrong basket. On with the show!

First up, a crudely animated but still pretty darn funny South Park-ish take on what it is that the people of the “birther” movement in the USA actually think happened in order to make Barack Obama the incredibly success socialist oppressor he is today.

I could take issue with the exact content of their satire, and if I wrote it, it would have been a tad longer and a lot more precise, but that’s just me. Overall, it’s quite funny and is definitely done in the spirit of South Park’s “THIS IS WHAT THEY REALLY BELIVE” segments.

Sometimes, when irony is running at an all time low in the world of the stupid and the malign, the best satire in the world is just repeating what they say.

Hence, Daily Show and Colbert. That’s the price you pay for systemically gutting your brains of all ability to feel cognitive dissonance. You lose the ability to know when what you are saying (and thinking, and believing, and desperately defending with every ounce of your fevered and fractured being) is just plain ridiculous on the face of it.

But enough of those morons, they have enough troubles this weekend. Foob on, MacDuff!

But first, a warning : the following video link contains preserved gherkin related imagery and might not be suitable for all viewers who happen to have a birthday today and whom I love very much as the awesome person she is.

(Happy Birthday, Felicity! Love you, dear.)

Without further ado,

Ladies and gentle men, the Yodeling Pickle. Isn’t it a thing of beauty? I especially love how our noble video demonstrator says “yodeling pickle” at the end in such a smooth and melodious baritone. It just makes the whole thing perfect.

And this is a real, actual product, from those marvelous manic madmen over at Archie McPhee. For just $12.95 plus shipping, handling, and applicable tax, you too could hold within your very hand the glory, the majesty, and the wonder of the one, the only, the original Yodeling Pickle.

I heart Archie Macphee very much. They are the last surviving refuge for all the wacky, crazy, goofy, disturbing, or just plain retarded items of the world, the sort of thing you used to be able to order out of big, dense, colorful ads in the back of comic books.

And just look at the quality. That is one realistic looking pickle! And note that the sound is not simply some cheap, off the shelf, generic sound clip of some moron yelling “yowda lay hee hoo” into a microphone. Oh no. That’s a real, genuine yodel. With the proper glottal modulations and everything!

These are people who take being silly seriously, and that is something I respect.

Let’s see, what’s left in the basket here….. hmmm, no, that’s too serious…and that one… wow, I don’t even know what that’s doing in there… ah! Here we are. One last foob to round out the troika!

It’s the Television Tunes archive of TV music, and it will likely swallow my soul.

But in a good way. They have over twenty thousand themes from every imaginable show, as well as tons of other things like bumper music (I just downloaded every single one of those “After these messages…. we’ll be riiiiight back!” bumpers from the ABC Saturday Morning Cartoons of my childhood. Nostalgia score!

I am resisting the pull for now, but a part of me really wants to go through their entire archive and download absolutely everything that appeals to me. In fact, if I could do it, I would download the whole thing and just delete the stuff that does not appeal to me.

It would be a lot faster, and perfectly logical, once you accept certain obsessive givens.

Well, that’s it. The basket’s empty, the foobs have all been released back into the wild, and another Sunday has been foobified.

Tune in next week, when you’ll hear Miss Fooby say, “Pineapples? I thought you said pinochle!”. Can you handle the wackiness?