FLEEGLE, as the driver this segment: Remember, fellow Splits, the main purpose of this visit is for lunchl any reactions from the yokels to our presence, especially heart attacks, fainting or outright...

Thus we could imagine The Banana Splits’ CoolBus en route to some class of backwater ballroom for an appearance in the face of such so-called “Real Americans” insisting that Branson is the only realistic ideal of American Cultural Identity and Integrity…. (via draciformes)

motorcyclecamping: Now imagine The Banana Splits’ CoolBus, Official Vehicle of their Road Trip of Redemption, driving along in this awe-inspiring scene …

Postcards from Snagglepuss (Minnesota State Fair edition) And so, ‘tis Opening Day … And what an interesting morning therefor–or is it thereat? Slightly foggy, yet decently comfortable, with limited threat of rain. Enough so that Huckleberry Hound, yours truly, and The Banana Splits even, more or less joining us in the State Fair Campground in their CoolBus, walk over to the legendary Salem Evangelical Lutheran Church Dining Hall for brekkie, as the Aussies call breakfast. Bound, at any rate, to attract surprise from the first day patrons bound to enjoy as much the legendary Swedish Egg Coffee as the presence of celebrities not unlike us. Especially Bingo, Drooper, Fleegle and Snorky, who are seeking to buy redemption, in a way, from the injury to name and repute which a certain tasteless horror film inflicted upon them. Even if it meant pancakes, sausage and that rather remarkable coffee which, for some reason, Drooper couldn’t get enough of. “Though I have to acknowledge, Snag,” remarked Huckleberry Hound over an egg/sausage/hash browns breakfast, “that I can’t help but enjoy a decent old-school breakfast such as this.” Myself, I had a ham and cheese omlette with hash browns, remarking “And they say the church dining halls here are becoming something of an endangered species … the food, though, is rather decent, and need I mention the coffee?” Huck, for his part, took note of a somewhat legendary church hall tradition at the North Carolina State Fair in form of the ham biscuit sandwiches at the Cary United Methodist Church’s dining hall, noting just how delectably tender those biscuits can’t help but being … and across the aisle, the wait staff (volunteers, mind you) couldn’t help but exchange conversation with The Banana Splits and request autographs even as the coffee refills kept coming, prompting Fleegle to wonder how much longer it’ll be before they seek out the mens’ room, attracting laughs from the crowd. Caffeine’s bound to do as much, anyway. ============= At any rate, in keeping with established custom, the receipt for the Swedish Egg Coffee follows, enough for a vacuum pot for 48 cups: Bring one gallon of freshly-drawn cold water to boil in a splatterware container. In a separate splatterware container, combine 3 lbs. ground coffee, one egg (shell and all) and enough water to just barely moisten the whole. Pour the boiling water over the coffee mixture, and bring that to a boil in its own right, stirring to combine. Filter and decant into a vacuum pot or urn. ************* @warnerbrosentertainment @stuffaboutminneapolis @hanna-barberians @ultrakeencollectionbreadfan @archive-archives @passionateclown @hanna-barbera-land @stuffaboutminnesota @warnerbrosent-blog

BABY-BOOMER FAN, herself getting fuel and groceries, in utter disbelief: Are those really–THE BANANA SPLITS?![She approacheth the bus and–]FLEEGLE, in his usual comedic stylee: Who else did you thinj we were in the first place, The Two-Man Quartet?BABY-BOOMER FAN, trying not to faint as she gets a paper towel from the window-washing station close to hand: Could I have your autographs, at any rate?[Gladly provided]

Was the tour bus ever subjected to “brake checking” stunts?If you’re talking about our CoolBus, just be thankful we have ways to outmanouver anyone trying to pull off a “brake check,” as if a dashcam wasn’t good enough. Like a musical horn playing the opening bars of “La Cucuracha” as a taunt.

During The Banana Splits’ Road Trip of Redemption, their CoolBus finds them in (of all places) Gatlinburg, Tennessee … and at Cattanooga Klatsche, the coffee shop and artisan roastery of the Cattanooga Cats, in a back alley just off the Parkway even, of all places!And imagine the scene ensuing when Country, Groove, Scoots and Kitty Jo stumble upon Bingo, Drooper, Fleegle and Snorky–for which, hopefully, you may want to offer up details of potential scenarios.

How do you deal with “brake check” types on the road in the CoolBus? Perhaps the best weapon we have is an old-school Klaxon horn. Whether it “gets the message” across is anybody’s guess.

Picture their CoolBus, essentially a rebuilt school bus of the Los Angeles type serving as their mobile bivouac during said tour, turning up not just at Hanna-Barbera Character Convocations and ahead of concert appearances, but also as entry in such “shine-and-show” auto shows such as are part of many summer community festivals across the country. Complete with the opportunity for fans to look inside and buy Banana Splits-related ephemera, as well as have selfies and autographs therewith.