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Haiku Smackdown VIII: 'Kuing On Da Bayou

May 06, 2004

Haiku for White Trash!
And for each 'ku we write, an
Olsen Twin gets fed.

There's a bit of a theme this week, except for the very last picture, which I simply had to include because it's the scariest thing I've ever seen (and thank you very much Buzz). Yes, even scarier than the lady with the cup in her cleavage. Yes, scarier than back-hair man. Yes, I find the Olsen twins THAT FUCKING SCARY.

cup_holder

new_door_lock

Camper

at_the_races

mah_winder_done_busted

yeeew

(IT'S THE END OF THE WORLD AS WE KNOW IT: Click here for a bonus picture and sign of the coming apocalypse.)

Posted at 05:59 AM | Permalink

Comments

Mary Poppins rules!
Fraulein, I salute you, yo.
Supercali- ! --shit.

Posted by: jilbur | May 06, 2004 at 11:19 AM

Now introducing
A new product in auto
Safety: Ghetto Locks

Posted by: Oliquig | May 06, 2004 at 11:19 AM

Scary, hairy pic
Proves Bigfoot likes his Nascar.
Cars go round and round.

Posted by: Cindy | May 06, 2004 at 11:35 AM

Did I just hear Dale
roll over in his grave, yo?
Dumb, fat hairy guy.

Posted by: Lee | May 06, 2004 at 11:37 AM

I had no idea
that they made quadruple wide
back hair razors - yeeech.

Posted by: Lee | May 06, 2004 at 11:38 AM

Notice the entire
row of seats behind hairy
bald guy are empty.

Posted by: Lee | May 06, 2004 at 11:40 AM

White trash ensemble
would not be complete without
new milk dispenser.

Posted by: Lee | May 06, 2004 at 11:42 AM

New Nascar fan rave
is to show by your back shave
Your I.Q., yo yo.

Posted by: Cindy | May 06, 2004 at 11:44 AM

Misunderstanding....
barber thought he heard the words
"little off the back"

Posted by: Lee | May 06, 2004 at 11:44 AM

I was born this way:
no follicles in '3' shape
on my hairy back.

My sis, better still,
has the profile of Mary
on her left buttock.

Posted by: jilbur | May 06, 2004 at 11:47 AM

I guess the driver
of the mini van had more
duct tape than tampons.

Posted by: Lee | May 06, 2004 at 11:48 AM

Big hairy guy asks,
"Does my new hair design make
my back look too fat?"

Posted by: Lee | May 06, 2004 at 11:51 AM

Meredith Baxter
would not be caught dead in an
Olsen twins sitcom

Posted by: Lee | May 06, 2004 at 11:51 AM

Just think about it:
They had to cut out those holes
To insert the chain.

Posted by: Fraulein N | May 06, 2004 at 11:53 AM

Built-in cupholder!
Burger King queen for a day.
That's DIET Coke, right?

Posted by: Martha | May 06, 2004 at 11:55 AM

Who needs The Club, yo?
LoJack is too expensive.
Yale lock will do.

Posted by: Martha | May 06, 2004 at 11:56 AM

Got rusty holes y'all?
Use this here chain AND lock to
sprucin up the void.

Posted by: Lee | May 06, 2004 at 11:56 AM

Food for thought: someone
Had to shave that man. Someone
Far braver than I.

Posted by: Fraulein N | May 06, 2004 at 11:59 AM

I especially
like my mobile patio
with my new home, yo.

Posted by: Lee | May 06, 2004 at 11:59 AM

What choo lookin' at?
Laser hair removal is
done in STAGES, man!

Posted by: Martha | May 06, 2004 at 12:00 PM

We're almost legal!
Coming soon to internet:
Olsen twin porn tapes.

Posted by: Martha | May 06, 2004 at 12:00 PM

Never should one let
the haiku make one tardy
or miss your meeting.

Posted by: Lee | May 06, 2004 at 12:02 PM

Like my new place? I
Know half is missing but dang,
Don't it look purty?

Posted by: Fraulein N | May 06, 2004 at 12:06 PM

The lock ain't pretty
but I gots to protect my
bitchin' sound system.

Posted by: Amalah | May 06, 2004 at 12:06 PM

What's locked up in here?
I say it loud and proud, friend:
Cheez Whiz sandwiches.

Posted by: jilbur | May 06, 2004 at 12:07 PM

Black stripe on swimsuit
has a slimming effect, no?
Draws eye to thin waist!

Posted by: Martha | May 06, 2004 at 12:26 PM

Olsen twins look weird.
Dark haired one bears resemblance
to a Monchichi.

Posted by: Martha | May 06, 2004 at 12:31 PM

What do you mean, we're
Not playing Twister? Screw you,
We're going home, yo.

Posted by: Fraulein N | May 06, 2004 at 12:49 PM

there is not even
enough wax in the free world
to fix that problem

New Marketing idea
call Hairclub for men yes folks
we found a donor

Posted by: Gaele | May 06, 2004 at 01:09 PM

Hey it's really not
beer in the straw, is for the
grandchildren to breathe

Posted by: Gaele | May 06, 2004 at 01:11 PM

Did I see yellow
tape with the words "do not cross
police crime scene" here?

Posted by: Gaele | May 06, 2004 at 01:14 PM

Hey Chlorine! Jimbo's
ready for them body shots
you got yerself fixed?

Posted by: Kari | May 06, 2004 at 01:16 PM

lifetime achievement
bubba learns to count to three
ghost of dale is proud

Posted by: Kari | May 06, 2004 at 01:18 PM

when threat level goes
to orange, Krystal is sure
to lock her car door

Posted by: Kari | May 06, 2004 at 01:21 PM

He calls it shaving
The hair on his back calls it
Escaping from Hell

Posted by: Stu | May 06, 2004 at 01:23 PM

when twins turn eighteen
they morph from prosti-tots to
actual hookers

Posted by: Kari | May 06, 2004 at 01:24 PM

two for one special
gives me a... you know.. "full house"
so says deNiro

Posted by: Kari | May 06, 2004 at 01:27 PM

A shame about Lee:
good husband, loving father,
but very dead meat.

Posted by: Mindy | May 06, 2004 at 01:29 PM

I was born this way--
no rear windshield--and, you know,
I never looked back.

Posted by: jilbur | May 06, 2004 at 01:34 PM

The clock is ticking:
Fifty-four thousand minutes
'Til Olsen orgy!

Posted by: The Zero Boss | May 06, 2004 at 01:35 PM

Over-the-shoulder
cup holder: the new fashion
For the trailer set.

Posted by: The Zero Boss | May 06, 2004 at 01:36 PM

The house might not look
like much but you gotta love
all that acreage.

Posted by: Amalah | May 06, 2004 at 01:37 PM

So what if Amy
makes pouty face? She's mad we
didn't meet sooner.

Think of the years we
could have had together. Man
oh man, what a waste.

At least we made up
for lost time. No exercise!
Cuts into lovin'.

Posted by: Mindy | May 06, 2004 at 01:37 PM

Two holes and a chain
lock; I see the ALARM sign
And ask, "Why bother?"

Posted by: The Zero Boss | May 06, 2004 at 01:39 PM

DeNiro Killed In
Freak Shoulderblade Accident:
Film at 11.

Posted by: Amalah | May 06, 2004 at 01:40 PM

The woman holding
Pabst with her tits screams, "Where are
You taking my HOUSE?!?!"

Posted by: The Zero Boss | May 06, 2004 at 01:41 PM

Ashley takes Mary
Kay's pulse: yup, it's still strong! But
please stand up slowly.

Posted by: Mindy | May 06, 2004 at 01:41 PM

Mindy, I told you
I'd buy us a house where we
both could live. Ta-DA!

Posted by: Amalah | May 06, 2004 at 01:42 PM

Don't look at me, oh
pouty-faced one. Told you to
use a cup, nimrod.

Posted by: Mindy | May 06, 2004 at 01:42 PM

We were born this way:
conjoined twins, fused at the wrist--
Love us, though it's wrong.

Posted by: jilbur | May 06, 2004 at 01:44 PM

"Three" is the number
You shall shave into your back,
And the number you

Shall shave into your
Back is three. Start the race with
the Holy Pistol!

Posted by: The Zero Boss | May 06, 2004 at 01:44 PM

No need for costumes:
On Halloween he just shaves
in a 666.

Posted by: Amalah | May 06, 2004 at 01:45 PM

All that's missing is
the sticker: "My Other Car's
Also a Shitheap."

Posted by: The Zero Boss | May 06, 2004 at 01:46 PM

One day those girls will
make the best "True Hollywood
Story" of all time.

Posted by: Amalah | May 06, 2004 at 01:47 PM

To get that "3" so
smooth she had to use a blade.
That there's true love, y'all.

Posted by: Amalah | May 06, 2004 at 01:50 PM

Re-reads Mindy's 'ku.
Isn't all meat dead already?
Just wondering, yo.

Posted by: Lee | May 06, 2004 at 01:50 PM

We are so VERY
lucky that Amalah didn't
post hairy guy's front!

Posted by: Lee | May 06, 2004 at 01:51 PM

Lady watches twins.
"When do I get a star?" she
Pouts, folding arms.

Posted by: Fraulein N | May 06, 2004 at 01:53 PM

my sticky window
keeps damn kids from falling out
better than seatbelts

Posted by: Kari | May 06, 2004 at 01:54 PM

Bah. It SHOULD have said:

Lady watches twins.
"When do I get a star?" she
Pouts, folding her arms.


Posted by: Fraulein N | May 06, 2004 at 01:54 PM

Amy is not as
pretty as my beloved
Morty. She SO rocks.

Posted by: Lee | May 06, 2004 at 01:56 PM

A better haiku
would have had the words "Morty",
"Pretty" and "Tampon"

Posted by: Lee | May 06, 2004 at 01:58 PM

Ew. I just pictured
all the crap that must be stuck
to tape's sticky side.

Posted by: Amalah | May 06, 2004 at 01:58 PM

What's this? I can't post?
I haiku too fast and get
dumb error messege.

Posted by: Lee | May 06, 2004 at 02:00 PM

good thing camper is
strapped down, otherwise
porch is all for naught

Posted by: Kari | May 06, 2004 at 02:00 PM

Try this on for size:
"Morty pretty tampon." Hey!
I think I did it!

Posted by: jilbur | May 06, 2004 at 02:00 PM

An error occured....
when 'ku-ing on Amalah's
Site - type REALLY SLOOOOOOW.

Posted by: Lee | May 06, 2004 at 02:01 PM

Jilbur I'm not sure..
that fits. I mean the haiku
not the tampon, yo.

Posted by: Lee | May 06, 2004 at 02:03 PM

Amalah's site thinks
we are ALL malicious scripts--
even me! Bitch site.

Posted by: Amalah | May 06, 2004 at 02:03 PM

Soon to turn eighteen,
Yet we still look like monkeys:
DO NOT FEED THE TWINS

Posted by: GranolaSpice | May 06, 2004 at 02:04 PM

I am MORTIFIED.
No reason, really, just felt like
typing MORTIFIED.

Posted by: Amalah (Morty) | May 06, 2004 at 02:04 PM

Jilbur is relieved
to know that even the great
Lee can't count to five.

Posted by: jilbur | May 06, 2004 at 02:04 PM

Hey...malicious script
would be a really cool name
for a rock band, yo.

Posted by: Lee | May 06, 2004 at 02:07 PM

The Malicious Scripts
and The White Trash Cup Holders:
Live! One Night Only!

Posted by: Amalah | May 06, 2004 at 02:10 PM

You are MORTIFIED?
I love that almost as much
as craptacular.

Posted by: Lee | May 06, 2004 at 02:12 PM

Yo, can't count to five?
fingers are on my sandwhich...
That's a good excuse.

Posted by: Lee | May 06, 2004 at 02:12 PM

Drove my busted-ass
Chevy to the levee but
the levee was dry...

Posted by: Amalah | May 06, 2004 at 02:14 PM

And them good old girls
were drinking whiskey and rye
from cups in their boobs...

Posted by: Amalah | May 06, 2004 at 02:15 PM

Everybody now!
Sweet Home Alabama, where
the skies are so...white.

Posted by: Amalah | May 06, 2004 at 02:15 PM

Alone in the world,
Just me and my camper, yo...
"On the road again"

Posted by: Suzanna Danna | May 06, 2004 at 02:17 PM

What song you wan' heah?
If I leave here tomorrow,
will you still remem-

Posted by: jilbur | May 06, 2004 at 02:21 PM

Kareoke 'ku
Should NOT be a new blog trend
Oh my frickin' ears!

Posted by: Lee | May 06, 2004 at 02:28 PM

The vet was puzzled
by the poor cat's hairballs; then
he met its owner.

Posted by: Amalah | May 06, 2004 at 02:28 PM

How funny is it
That the simian twins are
Posing like monkeys?

Posted by: Fraulein N | May 06, 2004 at 02:35 PM

Where is Mindy? Where
is Mindy? Where is Mindy?
Where is Mindy? (Yo.)

Posted by: Amalah | May 06, 2004 at 02:37 PM

It's WHITE TRASH 'ku week!
and the Shiz is so damn late
I WISH I had known!

Today's photographs
are the best haiku fodder
I have ever seen.

I was going to go
away from my desk for lunch
but now, yo? Screw it.

I'm staying right here
So I can white trash haiku
'cause that freakin' rocks.

Posted by: Shiz | May 06, 2004 at 02:42 PM

Yay for Shiz! Yay for
white trash 'ku! I'm glad you like
these way whacko pics.

Posted by: Amalah | May 06, 2004 at 02:48 PM

A friend sent me these
pictures last week and I KNEW
I'd struck haiku GOLD.

Posted by: Amalah | May 06, 2004 at 02:50 PM

Yay!!! Shiz is back, Yo!
Maybe her Susan Lucci
reign will fade this week

Posted by: Lee | May 06, 2004 at 02:53 PM

That's a smart shrink I
think (hee) and you should listen
ev'rything he says.

Posted by: Amalah | May 06, 2004 at 02:57 PM

I'm back! Went to shrink.
Needed help getting over
the hairy back pic.

No, seriously.
Was at shrink's. He thinks I should
marry Amalah.

Posted by: Mindy | May 06, 2004 at 02:58 PM

I just have one thing
to say about 'Burger Queen':
Hope she doesn't blog!

(Is 'blog' one or two?
Hey, I still think my OS
is "Mac-O-S-Ecks")

Posted by: Chrissy | May 06, 2004 at 03:00 PM

Woman is huge-ass
very, very huge-ass, yo.
fast food hat no lie.

She sits with sister
Who's even huge-asser, man.
hat don't fit on head.

Worst of all, the first
holding a cup in her boobs
can't even reach straw.

This is the diet
they put fat people on now
Can't reach the food? Darn.

You know it won't work
Fat people love their 'Donalds
smuggle it somehow.

And "Darn it!" they say,
"No supersize is BUNK, yo!"
Eats double of large.

That woman's bicep
is bigger than some small dogs
and WAAAAAAY uglier.

Now you all say, "Shiz,
"You be mean, you be sizeist."
You must be joking.

How many Big Macs
do these ladies eat each day?
It's time to lose weight.

And no diet, yo
will ever work on these two
Until they shut face.

Posted by: Shiz | May 06, 2004 at 03:01 PM

Lee, hon, think again.
You shouldn't advertise your
"meat" as "dead."

Posted by: Mindy | May 06, 2004 at 03:01 PM

It looks like Morty
has a way wicked case of
if the Mindies, ha!

Posted by: Lee | May 06, 2004 at 03:02 PM

Weird--I thought the twins
were Mindy and Amalah--
another timeline?

Posted by: jilbur | May 06, 2004 at 03:02 PM

HTF does she
reply to my 'kus before
I hit "Post"??? Spoooooooky!!

Posted by: Mindy | May 06, 2004 at 03:03 PM

Mindy, after we
get hitched we should dress alike
and always hold hands.

Posted by: Amalah | May 06, 2004 at 03:03 PM

We wrote a new book
On being twins. Our picture
Is on the book's spine.

Posted by: Stu | May 06, 2004 at 03:05 PM

The Great and Mighty
Amalah Knows and Sees ALL.
Don't question my ways...

No, really it's just
a sign of how meant for each
other we are. Mind meld!

Posted by: Amalah | May 06, 2004 at 03:06 PM
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