In that land formerly known as Cuba, before the Castro demons showed up and turned the place into a living hell, magazines and newspapers used to print many caption-free or wordless cartoons, and for some reason usually felt compelled to label them “sin palabras” (without words), as if that fact were not obvious.
Anyway, here is a Babalú “sin palabras” fest, courtesy of the world’s absolutely best and most wonderful tabloid news outlet, The Daily Mail, from the land of warm beer and the stiff upper lip.
… Wait… just a few more words … it’s a question for you dear readers: how do you like those Über-Latrine Babes-in-Toyland uniforms and the goose-stepping? Super-dooper enough for you?
Go HERE for the Full Monty, including a video clip…. and hurry, especially you’re hankering for an aneurysm.
Damn! Can’t fully stick to the wordlessness. I am reminded of Dieter, the character played by Mike Myers on Saturday Night Live back in the late 80’s and early 90’s. The “Sprockets” host would be thrilled, without a doubt. Ja.
“You have delighted me almost to the point of insanity…There. I am insane now!”
“Now is ze time on Sprockets vhen ve dance!” “Sie müssen tanzen, ja, jetzt, schnell…and you must touch my monkey!”