Sunday, February 21, 2016

Alan Hale Jr. AKA The Skipper


Over the weekend I watched an episode of the old 60's "Batman" show and was admiring Commissioner Gordon and Chief O'Hara. It got me thinking. What other TV shows of my youth with attractive daddies that I over looked and "Gilligan's Island" was one of the first pop in my mind. It was only later in life that I could truly appreciate the Bluto-esque Skipper with his tubby, burly gruffness acting as a foil for that skinny “pantywaist” Gilligan. So I bring to you, Alan Hale Jr.

At six feet two inches tall and 280 pounds, Alan Hale Jr. who played the role of Skipper was made for this part. Even in real life Alan would continue to wear the Skipper hat and was even known to donate old hats to charity auctions. He had also owned a restaurant in Hollywood known as The Lobster Barrel where he would greet his guests dressed as Skipper. If the show was on now, I'd be watching it for completely different reasons. My eyes would be locked on the Skipper’s tight white pants, waiting for a tantalizing glimpse of huge package that he would treat us to every so often. To be honest, I never noticed this watching GI growing up, but I read jokes about it online some time ago, and now I see it in almost every still of the Skipper.

Twice married with four children, Hale died in 1990, of thymus cancer at age 68, cremated, and his ashes were scattered into the Pacific Ocean. Been dead for over 25 years and I still image taking the Skipper around the farm. Even though Gilligan’s Island only ran for 3 years with 98 episodes. The show was popular in it’s day and has gone on to achieve a minor cult status. Most fans have their fave Island character. For me it will always be Alan Hale, Jr. as Jonas Grumby, the “Skipper” with the Daddy ‘tude and nautical equipment!






We know what you use that sock for Skipper. You don't need to show us.






Look at that heavy cargo.


Yeah... I'd like to take a three hour tour with that.



The Skipper's junk is all I see.




You had me at orgy.




Monday, February 15, 2016

DADDY REVIEW: Evening Shade - ’Three Naked Men: Part 1 & 2’

First and foremost, I'd like to apologize for the bad quality of the screenshots. Got then from a bootleg copy of season two. DAMN IT CBS! RELEASE SEASON 2! I BEG YOU!



In part one of this two-part episode of the second season premiere, Wood and his cronies (Harlan & Herman) prepare for a fall camping trip and a "polar dip," something the women think is quite silly. But the women have decided to tag along, much to Harlan's dismay. The sexes segregate once they get to the campsite, with the women confused by many of the ways of outdoor life.


That night, Wood, Harlan, and Herman smoke stogies and enjoy the evening. The women however, in a less-sophisticated setup, use binoculars to spy on the men's luxurious campsite.


Meanwhile, Harlan, wanting to discourage the women from ever tagging along again, decides to scare them by dressing up as a bear. However, Harlan's plan is foiled when Frieda whacks him with a shovel and Ava sprays him with Binaca. Afterward, the men decide they have to get a little revenge, consequently pulling down the ladies' tent, while they're in it.


The next morning, Wood, Harlan and Herman go for their ritual skinny dip. During which, the women took the opportunity to remove the men's entire campsite and go home.


Now stripped of their dignity, the three naked men are forced to figure out how to return to safety, and some clothes.


In part 2 picks up with the women at home, beginning to feel guilty about having abandoned the men naked in the woods.




Wood and Harlan sit and contemplate there situation while Herman tries to flag down a ride with only a Dr. Pepper shower and a over sized woman's swim suit to show for it.



Eventually they make it down to an abandoned gas station and make a call to Ponder Blue to pick them up. After going through the trash to find something to cover themselves up and scaring off a family that passed by. The await the arrival of Ponder Blue.



Ponder and Evan finally arrived to pick up the guys after a little jokey hesitation.



On the way back, they get stopped by a police man when Wood jumped out of the van when his cardboard belt caught on fire by Evan's cigar. Since there was no crime and the officer had somewhere to go, he lets them go on their way.


Back at Ponder's place, the men decide to let the women think there still out in the woods when they saw a news cast about them. So to avoid a $30,000 fine and jail time for fraud, the men went back out to the woods, naked to be found by the rescue crew.

I could tell you how the writing for these two episodes, hell... the entire series was great. I could tell you how the acting was great with the actors and actresses bring the best out of the script. I could tell you how the camera work and editing was good.

But I'm not going to talk about those things, because everything in this episode is overshadowed by Charles Durning and how much these two episode were a chubby chaser's dream come true.




I was titillated at the sight of this chub of a silverfox bellying his way across a scene in just a bush. The sight of his saggy man-boobs atop that his big belly, big of his had me shooting ropes that night. It's a crying shame that this couldn't have gone into a remake of Deliverance.
C'm on Harlan... squeal like a pig.





With this much flesh, I thought there has to be a chubby chaser doing the writing for these episodes. But it turned out to be a woman who wrote them. And to Linda Bloodworth-Thomason, I say... 

THANK YOU! A MILLION TIMES THANK YOU!





I hadn't notice Durning before I saw these episodes (though I do remember seeing in things before hand), so imagine my pleasant surprise when I found him shirtless here, wandering around the woods naked with Burt Reynolds and Michael Jeter. Obviously I could care less about Reynolds and Jeter!





At the time, Durning was 68 and sporting less-than-perfect physique (most people might think. Not me), somehow got convinced to do these episodes and more down the line. So...

 THANK YOU Mr. Durning. A BILLION TIMES THANK YOU! 
You became a source of many a lustful fantasies.