Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Randolph Everett's Choice Cut Dino-meats...

Earlier this year, an intrepid team of Arctic explorers tumbled into a previously uncharted crevice in the frozen wasteland. Here, far beneath the Earth's crust, they discovered a tropical wonderland populated by magnificent beasts of prehistoric yore. Yes, they found the dinosaurs and now, you too can find these mysterious and noble creatures on your Thanksgiving dinner table thanks to Randolph Everett's Choice Cut Dino-meats! Your first course soup will wow your guests when you throw in a generous helping of Stega-Stew-Chunks! Combine the grandeur of the past with the flavor of the Orient with a delightful Teriyaki-Dactyl! And, as the center of your Thanksgiving meal, carve into a slow-cooked Veloci-Roaster, guaranteed juicy, lean and mostly dead. Randolph Everett's Choice Cut Dino-Meats asks, "Won't you stuff yourself full of dinosaur this year?"

And... after you've stumbled out of bed, groggy from your thunder lizard repast, and began arming yourself for your Black Friday shopping, won't you remember Dr. Feelgood's Tubercular Confectionary! It's the gift that keeps on giving - until they put you in quarantine. Ask for it, in a wet, strangled rasp, by name.

As always, The Clockwork Cabaret comes to you wrapped in butcher's twine, pulled from the defrosted carcass of WCOM 103.5 LP-FM Chapel Hill & Carrboro, which forgot the nutmeg and brown sugar this year AGAIN. DAMMIT!

Now, if you'll excuse me ladies, I'm off to petition the President to reinstate the sentence on that turkey. No turkey who did what that turkey did to those prostitutes should be allowed to live!

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Wilmer Jumpsnort's Automated Mustache Twirler...

This cover of every show up to this point is brought to you by Wilmer Jumpsnort's Automated Mustache Twirler. Are your hands never free long enough to gloat properly over widows you've tied to the railroad tracks? When the mounties are in hot pursuit, are your arms pumping furiously as you run, leaving no time to accentuate your melodramatic cackling? Enter... the Automated Mustache Twirler! Simply attach it to your top hat or flight cap and your hands will be free for devious wringing while our amazing apparatus does all the facial hair molesting for you! (Not responsible for loss of lips.)

And... Does your domestic situation leave something to be desired? Do you long to steal away from the missus and retreat to a secluded bungalow and throw yourself into the sterile steel grasp of an illicit automatron lover, where she will whisper in your ear, "IF LOVING YOU IS WRONG, I DO NOT WANT TO BE RIGHT"? It's your lucky day! From the makers of Robot-Wife, it's Robot Mistress! She comes with all of the attachments of your Robot-Wife, but she's actually willing to use them! Robot Mistress, the mistress you only pay for once!

As always, The Clockwork Cabaret is better than the original version WCOM LP-FM Chapel Hill & Carrboro, which was only in it for the money anyway.