When I was asked to join on with BoingBoing as a contributing editor, my first thought was, “OMG, I’m a Boinger!”
And that immediately triggered a flashback to my childhood, specifically the part I spent rifling through my father’s comic collection. If you’re familiar with old, classic Bloom County, then you may recall Billy and the Boingers (née Deathtongue), a heavy metal band made up of Bill the Cat, Opus the Penguin, Hodgepodge the Rabbit and Steve Dallas the Formerly Sensitive Male. If you have no idea what I’m talking about, then run, don’t walk, to your nearest bookstore and purchase yourself a copy of Billy and the Boingers Bootleg, which contains all the associated strips, as well as an LP of the ostensibly hit songs “You Stink, But I Love You” and (yes) “I’m a Boinger.” Perhaps, with luck, your 8-year-old will get a hold of it and the circle of dorky life will continue.
With that, ladies and gentlemen, may I present “I’m a Boinger” as performed by the Harry Pitts Band.