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American Chopper- Pimpin’ for The Man

4 Sep

September 4, 2021

Mr. Blog is not a paid attorney spokesman, but Paul Teutul Sr. Is.

I used to do recaps of American Chopper every week, eventually live-blogging it as it aired. It’s a part of this blog that I’d rather forget. I am sure that watching that show killed more brain cells than if I had a motorcycle accident. But if I did have a motorcycle accident, I’m sure Paul Teutul Sr.- non-lawyer paid spokesperson – could recommend one.

Or three.

Or five.

How many lawyers does Paul Sr. shill for?

All the lawyers!

Behold the withering glower of Paul Teutul Sr.!

Those are not all the firms I found. I could have gone on and on. They shuffled lawyers in and out of the studio to stand next to the fading physique of Paul Sr., stopping just long enough for Sr. to stand and glower and (probably) call his son “numb nuts” a few times while the cameras filmed a few seconds to make it look like Sr. had some clue of the names of the people next to him.

This says less about Paul Sr. than it does for the lawyers, all of whose firms are not independent at all but part of a legal referral network that sends your case to a local law firm depending on your location.

Paul Sr. has likely not spent more than ten minutes with any of those people. That’s OK, after watching season after season of American Chopper, I can guess that Sr. had a massage appointment to get to.

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The 5 Memes of Christmas Day 3: Crankiness

11 Dec

December 11, 2020

The 5 Memes of Christmas is a series running every Friday this month until the unveiling of the bmj2k.com Annual Fonzie Christmas Meme. Each week we will spotlight a Great Moment in Santa History from Classic TV. The theme for week three: Crankiness!

That’s Phil Foster in the hideous Santa throne above. You’d be cranky too if you had to sit in that thing while sticky kids with sticky fingers covered in goo pawed your lap and pulled your beard.

Can’t get enough of Phil Foster sitting in a chair? When Mr. Blog was a kid in Brooklyn this commercial ran all the time, where a seated Phil Foster yelled at us until we bought furniture. Watch him as he nearly slides out of his chair with fury:

What’s not fear love? That’s what made Laverne and Shirley such a hit. You never knew when Frank DeFazio would throw a gasket and smack a man right in the Pizza Bowl.

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