Hamm’s Cat. Get it?

Submitted by a loyal reader, is the following pic of a feline that just discovered that the case was empty. Hence the, uh, paw reaching out for his, uh, change on the bar? Whatever. It’s a cute pic, so I’m posting it under the assumption that anyone still even pulls up this “blog” …

He needs a frat-name! Any suggestions?

P.S.: It’s Hideout’s birthday today — buy him a shot and show him a good time in the alley. He’s an old man now. Hahahaha.

Hägar?

Tastefully submitted by River Rat, here we see “some girl with one horn.” That was about all I got out of him, which makes sense after being brutally assaulted verbally by Gordon Ramsey who seems to be spending a lot of time in The Rail these days. Seriously, Chris … man up.

Who knew Hägar The Horrible had its own Wikipedia entry? Hideout said that they have the Internet on computers now. Man, that guy is one giant fucking nerd. I bet he even has a barcode on his neck.

Matty-Poo (and yes this is relevant — wait for it …)

So the other day, we were sitting around at “the other bar”, when Hoss’ sharp eye caught a glimpse of bright yellow yonder in one corner. After close inspection, it was discovered that this was Boilermaker’s jacket that he had apparently left behind after a long night of drinking his brains out carousing amicably with his fellow cohorts. The hilarious thing about this jacket is that at first glance, it looks like some twenty year-old hand-me-down that mom made you wear to school and all your friends made fun of you. What’s even more bizarre, is that, and I shit you not, it’s “Ralph Lauren.” Duane (aka Purple Aces, who by the way is about 132 years old and could still bench press your ass) made the astute observation that when he once spotted Matt wearing it downtown one day, that our beloved Boilermaker looked like a mini-schoolbus walking down the sidewalk.

And with no further ado, I present to you, Matt’s Jacket: A Study in Sartorial Excellence.

Here’s Hoss, our intrepid spelunker who discovered the beast.

And Bermuda, taking the scholarly approach …

Hideout, who looks like he’s about to turn into a yellow bat and flitter away …

Frank, who looks like he’s just about to bust open …

Brick, who for some inexplicable reason decided that the jacket wasn’t complete without a large jar on his head …

And last but not least, yours truly, WEARING A HAMM’S HAT! I told you it was worth it.

No word yet on whether Boilermaker knows this has all gone down …

[UPDATE: Boilermaker apparently now knows this has all gone down.]