True story – My grandmother taught Jim Henson in elementary school. She passed away last year, but I’ll ask her if she knows anything about the Rugby the tiger situation.
having just contacted jim henson myself, he informed me that he told this woman not only was this particular character never made, but that if she contacts him for anything less than kermit again, he’s going to have her haunted by beeker.
Sure, this lady will drag a dude’s soul back from the great beyond to demand a promotional tie-in plush toy. I can see how that might seem kind of…self-centred.
On the other hand, she tried to give her business to the person who actually invented the character, and only when that didn’t work out did she come to Etsy asking for an imitation. And she’s willing to pay a fair price for one.
I keep saying the Biscuit Brothers are the best kids’ show on TV barring the return of the Zombie Henson, but I never thought it was actually plausible.
Maybe she contacted John Henson, the skunk haired former host of Talk Soup, by mistake. No wonder she couldn’t find Rugby the Tiger. He had no idea what the fuck she was talking about.
I was in Jr. High when Jim Henson died. My friends and I, of course, had a seance. When we asked for a sign if he was with us, my stuffed Grover fell off a shelf. True story.
This reminds me of when I was in the Smithsonian. The National Museum of American History was closed, but they had some stuff in Air and Space, including Mr. Rogers’ sweater. There was a little boy and his mother standing in front of me.
Mom: “Look, there’s Mr. Rogers’ Sweater.”
Kid: “Wait, wasn’t he on PBS Kids this morning.”
“Did something happen?”
“Did he get into an accident?”
“Is Mr. Rogers hurt?”
“Is Mr. Rogers dead?”
It took about twenty seconds for the kid to go from noticing the sweater to asking if Mr. Rogers was dead. The mother was speechless.
Methinks her “little guy” is closer to 300lbs, is 47 years old, lives in her basement, and has an enormous collection of online porn.
No, Rugby the tiger won’t be the best Xmas gift ever for him. What he really wants is “Shaving Ryan’s Privates”.
The Christmas Toy was one of those things that we would watch every year when I was a kid. I am in my mid 30′s–so that was at least 20 years ago. My parents had it taped on VHS (off the TV of course with the commercials left in). Do they still sell this movie?
Just make the “kid” watch “Toy Story” (since it was the same plot) and give him an easily-available toy from that. Done and done. $50 please!
If it wasn’t for the fact that this person is clearly lacking in the braincells department, I’d think it’d be a hilarious idea to send this person an actual cat who looks kinda like Rugby. But unfortunately she’s definitely not the kind of person I’d want to trust with the care of a real live cat.
Although, if the real live cat could conduct seances, then maybe it would be a really good idea.
#25 Lumptious :
“I mean, it’s not like Walt’s cryogenically frozen corpse is literally churning out movies because “Disney” is still a corporate entity’
Actually, the creativity at Disney might be higher if Walt WAS churning them out!
I mean, look at it, we now have:
“Tangled”, a calculated Shrek rip-off
&
“TRON: Legacy” a sequel to Disney’s answer to(rip-off of) “Star Wars”, & one of the most-laughed SF movies of all time. I remember being in a theater w/ friends who were fanboys, seeing them & others throw popcorn @ the screen.
It was one of the first times watching a movie when I wished for those moments of my life back.
I don’t know what’s worse — that I was looking at this with my 2-year old next to me or that her first reaction was to point out Elmo in the picture on the wall.
i wanted to be Jim Henson when i was younger
regrettably the position had already been filled
i still got to be a puppeteer,though. so it turned out okay
i always kind of hoped that “Disney on Ice” would turn out be Walt’s cryogenic pod….just once
i realize this is not strictly relevant or funny. it’s late and i’m tired. what do you people want from me?
Um, the requester obviously meant that she contacted Jim Henson, Co (which produced the show, and still puts out kids DVDs) to see if a plush toy based on this character had ever been made.
Was this the movie where the lion wanted to be the top toy at Christmas so he opened the box and there was this She-Ra/Red Sonja type doll inside? Am I remembering that right?
I LOVE that picture, but I also think this entry is kind of nit-picking. I think it’s a little nutty that she wants to go to this much trouble for a toy her son would never miss if he doesn’t get it, but the “contacting Jim Henson” joke was kind of weak in my opinion. I mean, this woman clearly meant she contacted the Jim Henson Company. I Googled “Jim Henson phone number” and the first thing that came up led me to a customer service number for the company.
HOLD ON – are you saying that YOU GOT A PHONE NUMBER FOR JIM HENSON? OMG! TELL HIM I LOVE SNUFFLEUPAGUS also sorry he died that was teh suck- HK
I’m unclear how any of you “know” what the poster meant, unless she’s sitting right there next to you while you’re posting, saying, “Tell them Bob, tell them that I meant I contacted the company, not the dead guy! TELL THEM!”
So unless you have a Bill & Ted time machine sent to you by George Carlin wherein you went and asked the poster what she MEANT, shut up and let us have our funny.
oh this poor woman. everytime she gets ahold of Jim she tells him to stay RIGHT THERE and she goes to get someone to prove he’s still around, and he wanders away. sad really.
November 23, 2010 at 9:38 am
Did he send you over to ask Walt if he ever made one?
November 23, 2010 at 9:42 am
Making the most of that $10.00 Ouiji board purchase…
November 23, 2010 at 9:43 am
NEW ETSY MONEY-MAKING IDEAL:
Holding long-distance séance to contact deceased children’s movie/TV-show makers.
November 23, 2010 at 9:44 am
During the seance, Jim replied “Dumbass, I never actually sewed plush.”
November 23, 2010 at 9:53 am
Something tells me this is more a present for mommy than it is for her little guy.
November 23, 2010 at 9:59 am
Dear Mr. Henson,
Have you seen my great grandpa?
LeeLoo
November 23, 2010 at 10:05 am
Did he tell you to get stuffed, dear?
November 23, 2010 at 10:06 am
I cried when Jim Henson died. This makes me sad, too.
Relative to nothing, just sayin’.
November 23, 2010 at 10:07 am
True story – My grandmother taught Jim Henson in elementary school. She passed away last year, but I’ll ask her if she knows anything about the Rugby the tiger situation.
November 23, 2010 at 10:11 am
It was actually just Fozzie Bear doing his impression of Jim Henson. Wocka wocka!
November 23, 2010 at 10:11 am
having just contacted jim henson myself, he informed me that he told this woman not only was this particular character never made, but that if she contacts him for anything less than kermit again, he’s going to have her haunted by beeker.
November 23, 2010 at 10:14 am
Sure, this lady will drag a dude’s soul back from the great beyond to demand a promotional tie-in plush toy. I can see how that might seem kind of…self-centred.
On the other hand, she tried to give her business to the person who actually invented the character, and only when that didn’t work out did she come to Etsy asking for an imitation. And she’s willing to pay a fair price for one.
So I like her!
November 23, 2010 at 10:14 am
When I drink “Mommy Juice” sometimes I talk to the dead too.
November 23, 2010 at 10:18 am
I contacted Jim Henson to confirm this. I was put on hold. I hung up after eleven days.
November 23, 2010 at 10:18 am
That pic just made my day. Thank you.
I keep saying the Biscuit Brothers are the best kids’ show on TV barring the return of the Zombie Henson, but I never thought it was actually plausible.
November 23, 2010 at 10:18 am
Jim Henson is secretly alive and well and co-owns a gas station in Wisconsin with Elvis Presley and Mr. Hooper.
November 23, 2010 at 10:18 am
Giving the dead jobs to forget the boredom? Sounds like a good plan, I want Oscar Wilde to write me a poem.
November 23, 2010 at 10:19 am
Wherever Jim is, I’m sure it’s pretty plush.
November 23, 2010 at 10:20 am
I caused Jim Henson to laugh at a Worldcon many years ago. I, too, cried when he died.
But I wouldn’t mind being haunted by Beaker. Him and that shrimp dude are my favorites.
Now I’m going to have to look up “Timepiece” on youtube…
November 23, 2010 at 10:21 am
Maybe she contacted John Henson, the skunk haired former host of Talk Soup, by mistake. No wonder she couldn’t find Rugby the Tiger. He had no idea what the fuck she was talking about.
November 23, 2010 at 10:23 am
http://www.alibaba.com/product-gs/284688785/EN71_stuffed_tiger_toy.html
$10 say the kid will never know the difference.
November 23, 2010 at 10:28 am
Since I’m baking a cake today, I think I’ll give Mrs. Beeton a call.
November 23, 2010 at 10:37 am
I was in Jr. High when Jim Henson died. My friends and I, of course, had a seance. When we asked for a sign if he was with us, my stuffed Grover fell off a shelf. True story.
November 23, 2010 at 11:08 am
Can’t she just tell him that the Swedish Chef cooked up the tiger, bork, bork, bork?
November 23, 2010 at 11:19 am
This reminds me of when I was in the Smithsonian. The National Museum of American History was closed, but they had some stuff in Air and Space, including Mr. Rogers’ sweater. There was a little boy and his mother standing in front of me.
Mom: “Look, there’s Mr. Rogers’ Sweater.”
Kid: “Wait, wasn’t he on PBS Kids this morning.”
“Did something happen?”
“Did he get into an accident?”
“Is Mr. Rogers hurt?”
“Is Mr. Rogers dead?”
It took about twenty seconds for the kid to go from noticing the sweater to asking if Mr. Rogers was dead. The mother was speechless.
November 23, 2010 at 11:56 am
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November 23, 2010 at 12:05 pm
#25, that’s what you think!
November 23, 2010 at 12:22 pm
#25 DUUUUuuuUuuuuuuUUUUH.
It just sounds funny. Go take your pedantry somewhere else.
J/k. +1 for pendantry.
November 23, 2010 at 12:37 pm
TOO SOON
November 23, 2010 at 12:39 pm
Methinks her “little guy” is closer to 300lbs, is 47 years old, lives in her basement, and has an enormous collection of online porn.
No, Rugby the tiger won’t be the best Xmas gift ever for him. What he really wants is “Shaving Ryan’s Privates”.
November 23, 2010 at 12:48 pm
Hey, didn’t Helen post a link to a tiger vagina skirt/dress/something? Would that not suffice?
November 23, 2010 at 12:48 pm
Okay, *another* trip to the psychic: “Can you contact Jim Henson for me?”
@WilmaFingerdoo– love that porn title!
November 23, 2010 at 1:05 pm
The Christmas Toy was one of those things that we would watch every year when I was a kid. I am in my mid 30′s–so that was at least 20 years ago. My parents had it taped on VHS (off the TV of course with the commercials left in). Do they still sell this movie?
Just make the “kid” watch “Toy Story” (since it was the same plot) and give him an easily-available toy from that. Done and done. $50 please!
November 23, 2010 at 1:42 pm
Hi! I’m willing to pay $50 for someone to violate copyright laws and be subject to punitive damages for my Christmas list.
November 23, 2010 at 1:59 pm
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November 23, 2010 at 3:05 pm
Did she contact Jim Henson or was she contacted by Chris Hansen?
“Why don’t you put the tiger down and take a seat over there…”
November 23, 2010 at 3:12 pm
Jim Henson is proof that the hospital is the worst place to be when you are sick.
November 23, 2010 at 4:38 pm
I can just picture it:
“YOU HAVE SUMMONED ME. WHAT VILE DEED SHALL I DO FOR YOU, MASTER?”
“I need you to sew a plushie.”
“…what? Not kill anyone, or haunt someone, or summon an undead legion? That’s what people usually do this for…”
“I need a cute plushie.”
“…”
November 23, 2010 at 4:57 pm
I adored Jim Henson. Is it wrong that I laughed at the photo? It reminded me of the Grateful Dead
November 23, 2010 at 5:06 pm
@ #32- Yes they do!
http://www.amazon.com/Christmas-Toy-Zachary-Bennett/dp/B002LII67S/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1290560630&sr=8-1
Sadly, it doesn’t include vintage commercials.
November 23, 2010 at 5:19 pm
Imagine what will happen when the requester sees this post. How would you feel if you talked to a beloved icon only to find out that he was undead?
November 23, 2010 at 5:46 pm
I don’t know what’s worse — that I was looking at this with my 2-year old next to me or that her first reaction was to point out Elmo in the picture on the wall.
November 23, 2010 at 6:10 pm
i wanted to be Jim Henson when i was younger
regrettably the position had already been filled
i still got to be a puppeteer,though. so it turned out okay
i always kind of hoped that “Disney on Ice” would turn out be Walt’s cryogenic pod….just once
i realize this is not strictly relevant or funny. it’s late and i’m tired. what do you people want from me?
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November 24, 2010 at 8:15 am
Was this the movie where the lion wanted to be the top toy at Christmas so he opened the box and there was this She-Ra/Red Sonja type doll inside? Am I remembering that right?
November 24, 2010 at 8:23 am
I LOVE that picture, but I also think this entry is kind of nit-picking. I think it’s a little nutty that she wants to go to this much trouble for a toy her son would never miss if he doesn’t get it, but the “contacting Jim Henson” joke was kind of weak in my opinion. I mean, this woman clearly meant she contacted the Jim Henson Company. I Googled “Jim Henson phone number” and the first thing that came up led me to a customer service number for the company.
HOLD ON – are you saying that YOU GOT A PHONE NUMBER FOR JIM HENSON? OMG! TELL HIM I LOVE SNUFFLEUPAGUS also sorry he died that was teh suck- HK
November 24, 2010 at 10:00 am
I wish I could thumbs-up the picture of the rock.
November 24, 2010 at 11:28 am
I’m unclear how any of you “know” what the poster meant, unless she’s sitting right there next to you while you’re posting, saying, “Tell them Bob, tell them that I meant I contacted the company, not the dead guy! TELL THEM!”
So unless you have a Bill & Ted time machine sent to you by George Carlin wherein you went and asked the poster what she MEANT, shut up and let us have our funny.
November 24, 2010 at 1:03 pm
@#19 – He’s a PRAWN, dammit!
Really, I can’t help but think that any cartoony-looking tiger would suffice. Us bigoted humans think they all look alike anyway.
November 24, 2010 at 9:46 pm
oh this poor woman. everytime she gets ahold of Jim she tells him to stay RIGHT THERE and she goes to get someone to prove he’s still around, and he wanders away. sad really.
November 25, 2010 at 9:04 pm
Someone else has been summoning ghosts, eh? Well, I guess I’d better talk to Dan Aykroyd.