YSaC, Vol. CIII
2008 October 31
items for sale – $40
xxx-xxxxxxx $40.00 to 85.00
No other information — because, of course, this is completely self-explanatory.
Happy Halloween!
items for sale – $40
xxx-xxxxxxx $40.00 to 85.00
No other information — because, of course, this is completely self-explanatory.
Happy Halloween!
The Winner of the 2014 Suck Off is (Drum roll, please)
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*HamCan! Hooray!
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I’ll take the head. No no, the other head. Yeah, that one.
The satanic dancing two-headed baby gives me the willies.
this is my favorite post. i would love to know where anyone would find that doll… just way too creepy.
I have that baby. I got it at Party City during Halloween. It costs like $35 bucks! lol
And that boys and girls is what you ‘see’, when you play this record backwards. Any questions?
What’s a record?
“That is an ‘album.’
No, it does not have an ‘interface.’
No, the only ‘pichers’ are on the outside.
No, that is not a “flat frisbee,” it’s where the music is.
No, there’s no headphone port.
‘How many songs?” about twelve to fourteen; No, all by the same artist–that’s picture there on the album cover; no there’s no ‘Additional Content’ it’s all reight there.
No you can’t play it on the computer, you need a specific output device called a “turntable.” No, turntables are not BluRay.
No, there’s not “shuffle” button.
Well, if you must know:
It’s a pressed copy of an analog recording using an erosive stylus upon a pliable substrate. The resulting disk needs to be spun at the precise RPM as that of the recording medium. The disk needs to be kept free of dust and particulates, so that they do not affect the playback stylus. The geometry of the stylus in its cartridge must be precisely maintained lest it grind away the recording. The amount of pressure exerted by the tone arm to the cartridge similarly must be precise lest it affect the quality of the playback, too. The electrical signal from the tone arm then must be carefully amplified so as to not change its waveform or frequency, all dynamically in the same real-time as the playback commences.
Yes, as a matter of fact, it is rather “steampunk” now that you mention it, now go away and let me listen to my “Best of The Crickets” in peace!
Cap’n, my love, that’s not an album, it’s a single. Otherwise known as a “45”. Because they played at 45 RPM.
Wait – no. I don’t know what that is. I can’t possibly know what that is. Or have had one of those little cardboard boxes with the handle that you could store and carry them around in. No. Not me. That would make me old.
(Thank God it wasn’t a picture of an 8-track. Not, you know, that I know what those were or looked like, either.)
My brotherSome hypothetical person, I suppose, had a car with an eight-track player in it in high school.We’ve still got these things, if anyone is interested. Please. Someone. The price was firm, but we’ve spent way more than $40 on cats to feed the two-headed demon baby, and the witch just walks around shining that headlamp in our eyes all the time until it’s almost impossible to get anything done around the house.
You could always try feeding it the Jesus dog.
Sparky is an OWSer, and this ad is a political allegory. The two-headed doll is a flip-flopping politician. The guy in the top hat is the folks whom The Man has conned into believing that they can join the 1%. The 45 is the dead hand of outmoded tradition. The female mask is women, and the glare is the patriarchy’s attempt to nullify their experience. The insane prices that Sparky is asking are the inflated prices needed to buy political influence nowadays.
It makes at least as much sense as whatever is actually going on here.
But what item represents man’s inhumanity to man?
That would be the cordless phone behind the two-headed baby. Subtle.
Well you all can say what you want…I’ll take the hunchback in aqua with the top hat. He can forevermore deliver Christmas gifts of wadded duct tape to my former in laws.
Your former in laws don’t rate a ball of “Sorrond Wrap”?
They must be evil.
And now I will have nightmares that I’m giving birth to that 2-headed terror. Thanks for that.
I know, AR. Me, too, and I’m not even pregnant. Do what I’m gonna do. I’m gonna call DRMK and Dan (Bees Be Upon Them) when I wake up screaming. EACH TIME I wake up screaming.
“I’m sorry, you have reached a Llama-nun and Ostrimu who have been disconnected or are no longer in service. If you feel you have reached this recording in error, hang up and dial xxx-xxx-xxxx. Thank you. ” BEEEEEP!
I’m happy to announce that D/DM has asked for the Super-Size PUNCHITY PUNCH PUNCH!
Good Morning, Iznang!
Ack! I asked for a punch, not a beak in the eye!