#pitchman

[computerbrxin]

I need to post more on this site

[funkyradios]

Assets for another content repack! Link to download and stickers replaced are as follows:

Winking deer -> Bondholder

Sus beaver -> Pitchman

Disgust gator -> Blamestormer

Grin duck -> Greenwasher

Heart rabbit -> Change Agent

Link to download is here!

[teem-boo]

fond of him

[restomodmusclecar]

OG Bronco John Bronco Proud SEMA 2023 #organic #original #fordbronco #johnbronco #steakandpotatoes #feedmysoul #waltongoggins #pitchman #underdog #ifyouknowyouknow https://www.instagram.com/p/CoRBDMmjU53/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[somethingusefulfromflorida]

I was listening to a Weird Al song earlier called Mr. Popeil which is about an early as-seen-on-TV pitchman. It got me thinking, it's weird that they made movies about Ernest P. Worrell in the 80s and 90s. For people my age, it would be like if they made Billy Mays or Vince Shamwow movies (for people younger than me, think the Flex Tape guy)

[burtlancster]

The exchange of music for mercy — An American Life by Kate Buford

[poetrysmiddlechild]

“I know how to tell a lie convincingly. The truth is, poetry is a truth resembling a lie. Hallelujah. I've seen it all.” - The Pitchman’s Joy Pitch, Ama Codjoe

Between the truth and the lie

Is the story we want to hear

The one that makes us feel better

Or confirms why we feel bad

Not many want the truth unvarnished

Most prefer a sweet tale

At least for a while

But in the end, the truth is felt

It peeks through embellishments

It connects, even as it cuts

The truth is I can lie convincingly

And so can you

But you and I both know that the only lie we will stand for

Is a story that doesn't end

Because at least then

There's always a chance for nuggets of truth

[abvchicago]

Episode 534 - High Gravity Half Acre

In somewhat sporadic drops over the last few months, Half Acre has released some highly-desired cans of barrel-aged beer that push the ABV further than ever before. We sample four of these special beers while turning half of this into a tribute to the writer of Half Acre’s Instagram beer release posts. It’s not often we have chowder of this sort, so we get a bit shaky aboard the raft of final…

[beardedmrbean]

Eternal pitchman

[everythingelvispresley]

Elvis had never lived away from home before, and he was miserable, homesick for his mother, Gladys. “He needed someone to look out for him,” Mansfield says, “and Sergeant Norwood was a good one to do that.” William Norwood, the master sergeant, saw the despair in the kid’s face and took him home so he could call his mother. “When you come in my house, you can let it all out” was Norwood’s fatherly advice. “But when you walk out of my front door, you are now Elvis Presley. You’re an actor. You’re a soldier. So, by God, I want you to act! Don’t let anybody know how you feel on the inside."

When GIs from other companies razzed Elvis during marches, Sergeant Norwood would stop the proceedings and dress the offender down.

Presley reportedly turned down opportunities to tour as a military entertainer or serve as a recruiting pitchman when he was drafted, and generally wanted to be treated as an ordinary soldier. His entry into the Army created a media circus. But officials at Fort Hood, where Presley was assigned to the 2nd Armored Division and underwent basic and advanced training, ordered the media not to interfere with his training, since he was to be treated as any other recruit.

Yet the legend of a young Elvis who lived for about six months with his parents, Vernon and Gladys Presley, in a sprawling one-story house in Killeen has endured in Central Texas lore. Elvis was known to drive a Cadillac, go grocery shopping with his parents at the Piggly Wiggly and sometimes come out onto the front porch in the evenings to sign autographs.

Stories abound of the summer of '58, when Presley, tanned by the Texas sun, would be seen around town. His family rental house on Oak Hill Drive has been a novelty for longtime Killeen residents who drive by to see "the house where Elvis lived."

Teri Hospers, a pediatric cardiologist in San Antonio who attended Nolan Middle School in Killeen in the 1970s, remembers a story one of the teachers there often told about a dog he had as a boy who once bit Elvis. After Presley left Killeen, the dog appeared in a local parade with a sign around its neck, proclaiming "I bit Elvis Presley."

Bitten in backyard:

"To avoid fans gathered at his house, Elvis would run through the neighbors' backyards. That's how he got bitten," Hospers said. "We all thought it was a funny story. In a town like Killeen, it was exciting to have a connection to someone that famous."

Elvis letter to Fort Hood mentor:

Presley had written a heartfelt, two-page letter while serving in the Army in Germany. The letter, signed, "your friend, PFC Elvis Presley," was written by the King of Rock 'n' Roll at a pivotal time in his life, less than three months after his mother died, to a Fort Hood sergeant who mentored the young private and helped him deal with his grief.

In a similar dispatch he wrote from Germany to one of his cousins:

In that letter, sent the same month as to the one to Norwood, Presley wrote of his sadness over the loss of his mother, who had died of a heart attack at age 46.

He even mentioned longing for the "last few wonderful days at Fort Hood" that he spent with her, Livingston said.

Credit Everything Elvis from Shake Rag to Memphis Facebook group

[computerbrxin]

horses of course

[funkyradios]

Got the honor of working on some cogs for Horizon Talks 4! Got to concept the Blamestormer and the Bondholder.

[velmatv]

People are often surprised to hear Jim Varney owned a 1981 DeLorean DMC-12, but Jim had a rather eclectic personality. He ordered the car brand new, with an all black leather interior and had it outfitted with a twin-turbo system from Island Turbo in New York, which would have been a 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 expensive upgrade at the time.

[2024] marks the 43rd anniversary of the DeLorean’s release so we thought we’d share this photo, along with a little excerpt from Jim’s biography (written by his nephew, Justin Lloyd) on the subject:

“One of the few indulgences Jim allowed himself was a DeLorean sports car, made famous by the movie ‘Back to the Future.’ The car reflected how Jim stayed true to his own desires instead of trying to impress others. If he had really wanted to be ‘flashy,’ he could have bought a top-of-the-line Cadillac or Mercedes. Instead, he preferred something James Bond might drive. Plus, the stainless-steel DeLorean matched his stainless-steel Rolex. Once when Jim was visiting family in Lexington, his young niece Elaine was inspecting the DeLorean’s interior. She looked in the back seat and asked Jim where the flux capacitor was (the hardware that enabled the car in “Back to the Future” to travel through time when the speedometer hit 88 mph). I got a thrill myself as a 13-year-old in 1986 when Uncle Jim offered to take me for a ride in the car. We drove to a nearby gas station. When we pulled up to the pump, Uncle Jim raised both doors, letting the classical music he was blasting fill the air. To say that we drew attention is an understatement.”

Via FunnyMemes on FB

Jim Varney was a classically-trained actor who became famous for his goofy Southern character Ernest, who became a pitchman for local, then national companies, becoming so popular it sparked a series of Ernest movies.

[deehollowaywrites]

The customers arrived before the pitchman. No hurricane, neither God-made nor led by a girl, could keep the trappers down; no, nor shame for their treachery, Meg thought to herself, not even the sun beating through walls once whole. You might figure, Meg thought, that the men and their demands would draw off for a time, give the Nag’s Head an hour or a day to lick its wounds, restore its face, mourn its losses–yet here they were, raining down like hail on a summer afternoon. Nosing for coffee, eyeing the front room’s singed lacy hangings and splintered pine, and nary, Meg thought, at last sunk in bitterness, an offer of aid...

Last winter, as a reward for my publisher's Patreon, I wrote a little vignette set after the conclusion of Little Nothing. It's now available for all readers--check it out!

[chalkrevelations]

Just did some quick math, and with the exchange rate, Bai Zongyi and and his pitchman - what's this kid's name - made less than $6.50 USD per copy for those physics notes. That's less than $200 USD total. For thirty copies.

To further put this into perspective, 6000 NTD divided by 30 copies is 200 NTD each. The internets tells me that a 2-liter bottle of Coke in Taipei is currently 55 NTD. A Big Mac at McDonald's is 80 NTD. They are selling those notes for less than three Big Macs per copy.

My guy (reproachfully). Rich kids will pay plenty for a leg up on exams. You need to value your labor and increase your prices.

Especially if you're gonna keep your pillow princess gangster in strawberry cake.

[hells-morning-angel]

MR MORNINGSTAR HELP IM STUCK IN GAUSSIAN BLUR (OR HOWEVER YOU SPELL IT IDK-)

(They’ll implode after you help them—or not idk.)

( OOC: btw your rp’s make me laugh so much don’t forget to sleep well, eat and drink water :] -🦈)

“What’s a Gaussian Blur!? Is that some sorta new dance move that’s in style!? Hold the polka over there Bucko and call me George William Lockhart because I don’t know what’s going on and if I don’t know, I can’t help ya!” What’s a Gaussian Blur, was this anon simply a pitchman trying to sell him on the latest dance move!? If it’s polka, he’s interested…well if it’s any energetic and not boring dance (Like the ones he sees shitshow do), then he’ll still be interested to learn! He wants to be the coolest dad he can be for Charlie!

(Aww Thank you, you’re so kind for saying that! I’m glad to hear that you find happiness with this blog because I love to make people smile! Those words really do mean a lot to me!)

(Bonus OOC note: George William Lockhart is a Ringmaster of a circus.)