Everybody knows comedian Don Novello best for his work on Saturday Night Live as “Father Guido Sarducci.” But, did he get his start “whistling” for your attention to visit the concession stand at the drive-in movies? Hmm, you decide…
“WHISTLE-POP” 1960 Popcorn Ad
More on “whistling” by Father Guido…
On The “Missing” Commandments: There were actually more than ten, but Moses was old and grumpy, and after he broke the tablets he could only remember the negative ones. “Don’t do this. Don’t do that.” The truth is, most of them were more like advice. The Twelfth Commandment, for example, was “Whistle while you work.” (People think its from Disney, but Disney stole it from God.)
BOCCE BALL MY WAY (SNL) by FATHER AARDUCCI
Don, born January 1, 1943, is still very much entertaining us all and currently lives in Marin County, CA. His sister-in-law, Antonia Novello, was Surgeon General of the U.S. from 1990 to 1993, and could not be reached for comments on the recently exposed ill-effects of “huffing” microwave popcorn vapors. (Don Novello’s Official Website)
I’m in Wien for a day or maybe, so check out Bro’s new post on lil’ Dannielynn’s royal “Unk Jurg & Ant ‘Em.” It’s gOOd, I gave it a golden mOOn! Just click OE above to get there. You won’t believe the stuff about the JET ART! WhOOze better, ME or the prince? C’Ya sOOn! Thanks for checkin’ in, I mean it!
Americans haven’t always been so concerned about cleaning up after their canine companions. Until fairly recently, people let their doggies do their thing, and then left the doo on the streets and sidewalks. A few conscientious souls did take the time to curb their dogs. In doing so, they were following the advice of experts. But what exactly is curbing?
Curbing is the polite term for a canine waste disposal method that really should be called the Shove-It-Into-the-Sewer approach. A curbed dog is one who’s been taught to poop in the street, right by the curb, so that the next rainstorm can sweep his deposits into the nearest gutter. Once in the gutter, the poop and lots of other waste wind their way through a city’s sewer system and, eventually, into nearby creeks, streams, and rivers. Those final destinations are one reason curbing is a questionable canine waste disposal method.
The German Fashion Company Pompoos created two of the hottest fashion shows ever with the sharpest NYC Drag Queens on the floor alongside celebrity models, stars, and Prinz Frederic von Anhalt. Come meet the Genius which is Pompoos, and enjoy the show!
HARALD GLOECKLER
Harald Gloeckler “is” Fashion, Arts, Zeitgeist, Feeling and high class Entertainment. Born in a year of the Snake like Casanova, John F. Kennedy, Ghandi or a Dr. Dre, he`s got the same hypnotic talents to move the crowds with his seductive work and creations. Wisdom and greatest observation abilities enable him to be one of the new global artists, who can give Fashion a whole lot of new input. Trends are created down in the street and Harald Gloeckler is surely able to feel and see them long before others do and with the freedom of a true artist he is then able to turn them into exciting fashion. In terms of music he feels free enough to mix Marylin Manson with opera, which might be a symbol for no boundaries and giving his arts the chance to be a reflection of his own feelings to remain true.
DIETER SCHROTH
Dieter Schroth is the President and commercial head of the Pompoos operations and he has achieved, what most PR Experts are dreaming of. A ripe and crisp product, strong enough to create major headlines. In fact it looks like a big thrill, what he is doing to compete with well established brands with their much stronger financial background. For sure high finance will spot the enormous potential of such a well designed operation to turn it into one of the top labels. Pompoos is a thrill, in particular for those, who get a chance to meet Dieter Schroth and Harald Gloeckler to experience a bit of their concept and plans.
Hollywood (Only In) – We hear the late Anna Nicole Smith’s movie, Illegal Aliens, scheduled for release this May 1 will lose the race to the B-box office in lieu of a film straight out of Private-Only infamy titled, We Are Aliens. The movie has it’s star, “Juicy,” played by Anna Nicole’s mother Virgie Arthur in her maiden foray into film, as an alien who takes the form of an American beauty in order to stop three evil alien intergalactic hitchhikers from destroying. Juicy is guided in her quest to quell the conquistadors by a ubiquitous, though unbelievable, holograph played by no stranger to the camera, Joshua Perper. Playing the evil hitchhikers are Larry Birkhead as, “Larry,” Howard Stern as “Max Spermless,” and Prinz Frederic von Anhalt as “Viva von Viagra.” Von Anhalt is depth having recently starred in a similar role in Germany’s unreality series Die Burg.Speaking for the antagonists, von Anhalt was said to have boasted,“Wir sind für diesen Film vollkommen. Keine von uns Arbeit oder sind überhaupt ein Vater gewesen, also was mit dem neuen Baby, es Zeit ist, real zu erhalten.” (“We are perfect for this movie. None of us work, or have ever been a father. So, what with the new baby, it is time to get real.”)
We’re told the film’s producer is Frederic von Anhalt’s son, the international playboy and “puff-meister” known to those who will listen as “Prince Germany,” Marcus von Anhalt. Marcus recently launched a “pay-for-play” internet sex portal, Private-Only, with the tell-all tagline, “It’s Only Porn.” Marcus keeps homes, and found the internet. He was quoted as saying, “What was privileged for the aristocracy in former times, is today possible for the simple people.” With films, to any concern over conflicting titles, it has been said, “What’s in a name? Names change.” Interest in the movie isexpected to be phenomenally precedented.
(WARNING – THIS POST CONTAINS LINKS TO PORNOGRAPHIC WEB LINKS – NOT OURS!)
Prince Marcus von Anhalt, no stranger to the European sex trade and self-professed international playboy, announced his royal support for the internet pay sex portal; PrivateOnly.Com. http://www.private-only.com. The site goes by the tag-line; “It’s Only Porn!” His Royal Sovereignty recommended the erotic sex site to the “simple people.”
Prince Marcus von Anhalt claims to be the great-grandson of the last German Emperor; Wilhelm II. Prince Marcus was adopted earlier last year by Prinz Frederic von Arnhalt and wife Zsa Zsa Gabor of Bel Air, CA. Frederic claims to be the father of Dannielyn, daughter of recently deceased actress Anna Nicole Smith. Results of a DNA paternity comparison test are expected later today.
According to his statement, Prince Marcus is inspired by the possibilities of sexual liberation offered over the internet through “Private-Only.” In English translation, the Prince remarked; “What was privileged for the aristocracy in former times is today possible for the simple people.”
(To the above photograph, by virtue of the former marriage of Zsa Zsa Gabor to Conrad Hilton, Paris Hilton is the step-aunt of Prince Marcus von Anhalt)
Prinz Marcus Eberhard Edward von Anhalt , Herzog zu Sachsen und Westfalen , Graf von Askanien, Crass von Vull of It – Wut a von Annoyer!
Firstly, if you haven’t read the first installment to this story, you’ll want to for background. You will find it by going HERE. Briefly, As the world knows, Prince Frederic von Anhalt of Bel Air, CA, married to actress Zsa Zsa Gabor, is firmly claiming paternity to Anna Nicole Smith’s baby daughter, Dannielynn. Given such, Dannielynn has a brother; Prince Marcus von Anhalt, who was adopted by Prince Frederic and Zsa Zsa about a year ago.Whether or not Frederic is the father of Dannielynn could be indicated via results of a DNA comparison possibly revealed today. Of recall, Bonnie Stern, the sister of Howard K. Stern, who is listed as the father of Smith’s baby on her birth certificate, called von Anhalt’s assertions “nauseating.” She didn’t even know him,” Bonnie Stern said. Ronald Jason Palmieri, longtime attorney for Gabor and von Anhalt, said, “the odds of him ending up to be the parent of this child are remote to none.”
Prince Frederic himself was adopted in or around 1980, or so his story goes, however this adoption and simultaneous name change did not confer any title or nobility, though this is often assumed by various media outlets unfamiliar with the technicalities of the adoption and which, therefore, frequently refer to him incorrectly as a prince. Prinz von Anhalt is his surname, rather than a title, as per German laws regarding the country’s former nobility. In addition to long-standing conventions prohibiting the transfer of German titles to adopted individuals — except for individuals who are blood relations adopted by another relative — and note, I have found no one in the Anhalt family who includes Frédéric Prinz von Anhalt as a member. I have written exhaustively on this subject, and the matter stands as facts present themselves. Such would be applicable to Prinz Marcus.
Frederic’s adoptive mother Marie von Anhalt (for simplicity) was born in 1898 and died in 1983. She was firstly married on 11 March, 1916 to Prince Joachim Franz Humbert of Prussia – born 17 December, 1890, died 18 July, 1920 of a self-inflicted gunshot wound in Potsdam, Germany. Joachim was depressed over his failing marriage with Marie and his father’s (Kaiser Wilhelm II, Emperor of Germany) abdication from the throne. Joachim and Marie bore one child; a son on 15 December, 1916 ~ Prince Karl Franz Josef Wilhelm Frederich Eduard of Prussia (Franz) who died 22 January, 1975 in an automobile accident in Chile, SA. Marie and Karl are pictured below in a photo taken in 1917 in Berlin. (click to enlarge) Marie re-married im 1926 to Johannes-Michael Freiherr von Loen, and divorced in 1935.
Prinzessin Joachim von Preussen mit ihrem Söhnchen Prinz Karl Franz Joseph
With enough history, for now, the remainder of this page is occupied with various photos mostly of Frederic and his adopted son Marcus, taken in and around Los Angeles in 2006. (Click each to enlarge)
THE VICTIMS OF THIS DISASTER NEED ASSISTANCE NOW. PLEASE CONSIDER MAXING OUT YOUR CREDIT BY GIVING GENEROUSLY TO STARVEALLYA. READ & SUFFER ALONG WITH THESE AS THEY OFFER PASSIONED PLEAS FOR HELP…
A Short Socio-Econo Myopic ~ “Starving Children”
I LOST MY BOARDING PASS.
I NEVER HEARD THE BELL.
I GOT HIT WITH A DUI…(WHAT’S A DOOEY?)
Is that Howard K. Stern behind Paris? Dang, dog!
I WAS NEVER KISSED…
I HAD TO TAKE SEX-ED…
I WAS TORTURED FOR NOT FLOSSING…
I LOST MY SENSE, HUMOR…
A FIRE TOOK MY THIGH MASTER…
I WAS LEFT VOTELESS…
(NEXT SHOW HAIR TIP)
BETTER ENTERTAINMENT:
I GOT INCURABLE SANJAYA…
I GOT AN UNBELIEVABLE ANUS…
I LOST MY CRIB, AND…
THEN, THE SECOND WAVE HIT…
I WAS SEPARATED FROM MY BROTHER…
WHERE’S GRADY?
I WAS, LIKE…
BE INDIFFERENT ~ MAKE THIS YOUR PROBLEM ~ PLEASE, WON’T YOU GIVE IT ALL AWAY TODAY?
Kader whacks phony Ramon Allones from der Prinzely incisors.
hallo Freunde,
Greetings from Munich! Yes, I am working, doing some stuff for TEWO Entertainment, and you should be seeing it throughout today starting this AM (whenever Out gets outta the sack) on big bro’s site. There’s a bunch of it, and some big surprises to be updated all day (night?) So, thanks a bunch for checking by!
That’s Gross! And I didn’t say it. That was the (or one of the) punchlines from the joke OJ Simpson apparently made when claiming paternity of Anna Nicole’s baby; Dannylynn. Well, nobody laughed, let alone believes OJ.
But what’s up with this fake Prince dood? I mean, here’s the guy who in what, 2000, sued Pfizer, the makers of Viagra claiming the sex aid drug made him impotent. Freddy said then that after taking the infamous blue pills he couldn’t get aroused without them – and it drove his 90(?)-year-old wife to the therapy futon. He said, “At first I took the stuff to increase my desire – now nothing happens at all without Viagra. I have doctors’ testimony which confirms this. Zsa Zsa, poor thing, is completely under it with her nerves and has even had to go to a clinic. After all she also has her needs – which should be satisfied.” Talk about “slow moving.”
But, let’s talk about something really important – like, dood, what’s up with the hat?
There I was on the century’s cusp all prickly and panicked about societal sobering Y2-K stuff like was the calendar on my Casio capable and would the microwave mesh with the millennium and how our anatomy might go anthropomorphic. Dood, what a commoner. Seems in 1999 the wunderkind knew a bunch better and pow-wowed in London to put an end to the family feud of the Holy Roman Empire Empire. You’ll find those having all the right stuff like Freddy and ZsaZsa, but dang if I could find Julie Andrews or Christopher Plummer. Don’t missTHE IMPERIAL ORDER AND ASSOCIATION OF THE NOBILITY OF THE HOLY ROMAN EMPIRE. What, me worry? Auf wiedersehen.
the part goes on the right, dood.
