To the best of my knowledge, Peter Jackson was the first director to attach a cock to a muppet. Back in the 90’s there was a really poorly rendered VHS tape of Meet The Feebles that was making the rounds and when it finally made it to our stoner den, the tape was worn so thin that you had to adjust the tracking on the VCR every 2 minutes. It was grainy and dark and super hard to tell what was happening but it was definitely shocking and over-the-top. Now we’ve got The Happytime Murders, a big budget, super crisp, HD muppets-gone-bad movie starring Melissa McCarthy and directed by Brian Henson, Jim Henson’s son. And it features enough muppet jizz to fill Kermit’s beloved pond to overflowing. What a time to be alive.
Here’s the trailer for THM:
I’m on a real “why, in my day…” kick this morning, so I approached this with semi-elderly destain and skepticism. But I’m not gonna lie, as much as I thought I would hate the jizz scene, I giggled despite myself. Silly string was a good call. But you know, in my day, if I wanted to see a muppet with an erection, I had to ask Todd at the film counter of the electronics store I worked at, if he could get me a copy of Meet The Feebles and an eighth of weed. Kids nowadays just get to pick up some gummies at the potstore before heading to the movie theater to watch a profane muppet movie? It’s just not fair, it used to be so. much. work! Now I see that Meet The Feebles is on YouTube and I’m like, get the fuck out of here (and off my lawn)!
Pic: YouTube