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spockvarietyhour · 5 months
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Kim Chan as "Uncle Benny" in both Lethal Weapon 4 (1998) and The Corruptor (1999). One is part of the Tongs in New York, the other the Triads in L.A. Both Uncle Bennys do not make it to the end of their respective films...
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rayslittlekitten · 1 year
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“Dad Will” Masterlist
A/N: Okay here's another sorta Christmas-related fun fic. I couldn't think of a better title.
Rating: T
Word Count: 468
Pairing: Dad!Will & Daughter OC (Lucy); Dad!Will & Uncle!Benny Miller; Lucy & Cousin Gary
Plot: Will finds out the kids got introduced to a Miller Christmas tradition.
Contains: banter, humor
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Will is watching a game as he’s watching over Lucy and Gary.
“YIPPEE KI-YAY MUDDER FU—“
“Whoa! WHOA!” Will quickly scoops up Lucy as she dashes past him while chasing after her little cousin with a toy lightsaber, her legs still moving as she dangles in the air.
“Where’d you learn that?” He asks her with a stern look.
“Learn what, daddy?” She looks at her father, confused at why he interrupted her play time.
"Yippee ki-yay..."
"Mudder fuck--" Lucy finishes the phrase but Will quickly cuts her off.
"No, no, no! That's a bad word! We don't say that. Where'd you hear that?" he asks her again.
“The Christhmuth movie!” She answers.
"And where did you see this movie? Mommy and daddy would never let you watch that."
"Uncle Benny wasth watching it yeth-terday."
"Lucy! It’s your turn to be Hans Booger!" Gary says.
"No more saying that, okay?" Will tells her. "You can say yippee ki-yay, but not the other words. Those are bad words."
"Okay, daddy!" Lucy agrees as she tries to wiggle free from his hold.
"You too, Gary. You can't say those bad words," Will also tells his nephew who nods in return.
As soon as Will puts Lucy back down, they go sprinting off chasing each other again.
"No running!" Will shouts.
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When Benny swings by to pick up Gary, Will has a word with him.
"Hey man, listen. The kids were supposed to be napping so I put on Die Hard. It's a Miller Christmas tradition," he shrugs.  "I didn't know Lucy woke up in the middle of the movie until she started copying me when I shouted out that catchphrase,” he explains.
"It's a Miller tradition that we started when we were old enough to watch it.”
“Pft, you were like 10 or something and I was like 8. We were nowhere near old enough--" Benny counters, but stops talking after seeing his brother's deadpan face. "Okay, I'm sorry. I'll make sure she doesn't see it again until she's old enough."
"Thank you," Will says.
As if on cue, Gary and Lucy come running back around again.
"Hey Lucy Moose, come here for a second," Benny crouches down to her level.
"Uncle Benny!" Lucy throws herself at him and hugs him tightly.
“Remember the Christmas movie we saw yesterday?”
Lucy nods.
“We can’t say the hero's catchphrase. They’re bad words,” he explains.
“I know. Daddy told me,” she says.
“Good. Instead, say yippee ki-yay motherlover.”
“Yippee ki-yay mudder lover!” She repeats.
“Yeah, see. Love is nice, right?” Benny cranes his neck up to look at his brother for approval. “Who doesn’t love their mother?”
“Benny, no, it was more than just…” Will sighs and shakes his head, defeated.
"YIPPEE KI-YAY MUDDER LOVER!" Both cousins yell in unison before running off.
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c1tyhaunts · 3 months
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quickly, on a scale of 1-10, how much would your muse hate Che Ferraro just based on his tropes & fc alone
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mysticmoondancer · 10 months
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The vamps' sibling dynamic:
Sarah is the oldest, which is why she's more of the level-headed and responsible one of the 3.
Erica is the middle child, which is why she's the way she is and acts out most of the time when she doesn't get her way. She just wants to stand out amongst her siblings and get a little attention, is all.
Rory is the youngest, which is why he's not the brightest at times and is most naive out of the 3 of them. Because he's still learning. Also, this is why he's the more innocent and fun loving out of them, as well. And energetic, too.
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preggomancer · 2 years
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okay 1. Alan and Tulip both canonically age slightly slower due to the lasting effects of their magic pregnancies, 2. Alan had Benny when he was around 19-20, and 3. Benny canonically gets pregnant in college like 20 years later. what im saying here is that they are absolutely pregnant at the same time because this is INCREDIBLY entertaining to me
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genderflu1dwh0r · 7 months
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My aunt and uncles dog they got in Scotland finally got here, his name is Benny.
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munamania · 1 year
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i’m never gonna argue with people who don’t like them or can’t be around them or like the valid reasons to not set them off but i really love fireworks. like ik there’s plenty of good reason to go without them but also :/ i looooove a good firework show
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svankmajerbaby · 1 year
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i didnt like the fabelmans :( i really wanted to love it.... i guess that when u help shape most of pop culture tropes in cinema when u tread familiar territory again it just feels rather stale
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thisispoggers · 1 year
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Doodled a mouse lmao might make him into a design
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grimroninreviews · 2 years
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tana talk 4 by benny the butcher review:
1. johnny p’s caddy w/ j cole (9/10)
2. back 2x w/ stove god cooks (10/10)
3. super plug (7/10)
4. weekends in the perry’s w/ boldy james (7/10)
5. 10 more commandments w/ diddy (7/10)
6. tyson vs ali w/ conway the machine (6/10)
7. uncle ben w/ 38 spesh (7/10)
8. thowy’s revenge (7/10)
9. billy joe (9/10)
10. guerrero w/ westside gunn (10/10)
11. bust a brick nick (7/10)
12. mr. chow hall (7/10)
ranking: B+ tier
a great mixtape from benny the butcher
if you like: cozz, boldy james, smoke dza, spillage village, westside gunn, conway the machine,
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gtunesmiff · 25 days
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2024 APRIL POEM-A-DAY CHALLENGE: DAY 20 ~ UNCLE BENNY AND THE BEAR
UNCLE BENNY AND THE BEAR © 2024 G. Smith (BMI) ================== Picking on the back porch one Easter afternoon, Singing Resurrection hymns and good old gospel tunes. We took a break to tune up, and the way they always do, My bride’s daddy’s brothers started telling a tale or two.
Barry told a story ‘bout a beat up Shiv-o-lay, His dad nursed to work and back nearly every other day. Melvin spun a yarn about the step side pick-up truck, With a milk crate for a driver’s seat, that ran on prayer and luck.
All of us were laughing hard as coffee made the rounds; But the story Benny stared had us rolling on the ground. “Remember when that circus train got sidetracked up in town?” And he went on to tell about the elephants and clowns,
The man on the flying trapeze, and the lions and tigers and horses, The jugglers and high wire walkers, and the painted lady, of course. “C’mon now, Benny, get to the point. Your tellin’s gone to ramblin’.” With a twinkle in his eye, he kept on going without scurrying or scrambling.
“What I remember most of all, if you knot-heads will be quiet, “Was when the bear broke from his collar and nearly started a riot. “Remember that ol' trainer standing in the middle of Main, “Watching that rascal run away down Broad Street from the train?
“Why I can still hear Mama yelling over all the noise, “’Sam, you better get to roundin’ up our boys!’ “Well, Paw got all y’all, you know, except for lil’ ol’ me, “And I don’t guess I was much older than maybe two or three.
“But I remember clearly that I was quite surprised, “When that big ol’ bear stopped right there, and looked me in the eyes.” This is where Benny’s story telling takes on a little flair, And almost makes you think it’s true, that you are really there.
“Yeah, that furry beast looked down at me, I just looked right back, “Both of us just waiting to see which one would be attacked.” Benny had us where he wanted us, and paused for great effect, And not a single word was heard, the sign of true respect.
“That bear began to lick its chops, then stopped, and started howlin’ “’Cause he saw there behind me Mama staring back and growlin.’ “Well, that ol’ bear turned tail and ran, straight back to his trainer, “He knew gettin’ between Mama and me was mother-n-cub no brainer.”
No one on the porch could top that yarn, and no one tried, We’d laughed so long and hard that all of us had nearly cried. These family get-togethers would be too often under-praised, If not for all the stories and the memories they raised
If not for all the stories and the memories they raised.
===== Write a poem using at least three of the following six words: ◾ Bear ◾ Collar ◾ Flair ◾ Hear ◾ Praise ◾ Ramble …or for extra credit, use all six words.
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rocklandhistoryblog · 4 months
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#FBF News From Yesteryear; 90YEARS AGO
January 18, 1934 
Excerpt from Pearl River News
TO ERECT BRONZE TABLET TO “UNCLE BENNY” HYDE IN PALISADES INTERSTATE PARK
[Images: (1) Benjamin Talbot Babbitt Hyde (a.k.a. “Uncle Benny”) with unidentified children, undated; (2) Hyde Memorial Tablet. Images courtesy of the Regional Museums–Harriman State Park.]
Members of the staff of the regional nature museums in the Palisades Interstate Park, and others who knew the work and the fine character of the late B. T. B. (“Uncle Benny”) Hyde, are joining in a permanent tribute to his memory, in the form of a bronze tablet to be placed in a suitable location in the Harriman Section of the Palisades Interstate Park, in the Highlands of the Hudson, for which subscriptions are now being collected.
       Contributions from any interested persons will be received by Miss Ruby M. Jolliffe, Superintendent of the Camping Department of the Palisades Interstate Park, at Room 794, State Office Building, 141 Worth Street, New York City. It is hoped to raise enough to make an appropriate memorial which will be dedicated next June during the summer camping season.
       “Uncle Benny” is lovingly remembered by many who were inspired and encouraged by him in the study of nature when he was chief of this work from 1918 to 1925, at the camps of the Boy Scouts of the Greater New York Council, at Kanawauke Lakes in the Park; but his work was extended to all the others of the eighty camp grounds in the Harriman Section. He was the first to lay out nature trails about the Kanawauke camps and to establish an indoor museum there, and he stimulated the establishment of similar features at other camping lakes…
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miscpav · 9 months
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Jack Benny & Walt Disney - The Jack Benny Hour (November 3, 1965)
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trckstaer · 9 months
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Tag drop 6/7 — television character tags !
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rayslittlekitten · 1 year
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Lucy and Gary as kids, 100%
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atimeofyourlife · 5 months
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Time after time
written for @steddieholidaydrabbles prompt: uncle wayne adopts steve | rated: t | wc: 942 | cw: reference to abuse, reference of canon fake suicide | tags: steve harrington has bad parents, steve harrington needs a hug
The first time they met, Wayne knew the boy couldn't be much older than fourteen. Definitely younger than Eddie, who was fast approaching sixteen. It was early, a little before 6 am, during summer vacation, no less. Wayne had finished his shift and called into Benny's to get a coffee and breakfast, on the mornings he did this, he was almost always the first customer of the day. Occasionally beaten in by a cop, or a firefighter, or anyone else that had been stuck with a night shift. But he had never seen a kid in so early. Sat alone in the corner booth nursing a cup of coffee with an almost empty plate in front of him.
"Mornin' Wayne. The usual?" Benny asked.
"You know it. But, uh. What's with the kid?" Wayne replied, nodding toward the boy in the corner.
"Dick and Linda's kid. They're back in town, and he needs a safe place. So he comes here."
"Why don't you report it?" "You think I haven't tried? His parents paid off just about everyone from the mayor down. Kid's not lucky enough to have any other family around to look out for him."
The kid came over with his empty cup and plate.
"I've told you a thousand times that you don't need to do that kid." Benny said.
The kid just shrugged.
"What's your name, kid?" Wayne asked.
"Steve, sir. Steve Harrington." He replied.
"I'm Wayne. And I wish my boy was as polite as you."
The second time they met, it was in more unfortunate circumstances. Benny's funeral. There'd been weird shit going on in town, starting with the Byers' kid going missing. Wayne didn't believe any of the official stories. But especially not the story of Benny's supposed suicide. He knew Benny so well, and something like that wasn't the sort of thing to cross his mind.  He took his place in the community too seriously for that.
But the kid had changed. A few years older, and a lot more haunted. The look in his eyes giving away that he'd seen more than his fair share in his young life. And he was jumpy, almost always looking over his shoulder.  He kept to himself, away from everyone else there. Wayne didn't see much of him until after. Steve was standing at the edge of the parking lot, his hands shaking as he tried to get his lighter to work.
"Here, kid." Wayne held his own lighter out.
"Thank you, sir." Steve replied, after taking a long puff on his cigarette.
"No need for thanks, kid. You doing okay?"
"I. I think I'm gonna miss him. He's helped me out a lot." Steve admitted.
"That was Benny for you. Always ready to help anyone out. But do you have anyone else you can reach out to if you need it?"
Steve hesitated a moment. "Yeah, sir. I do."
The third time, it was less of a meeting than Steve yelling directions at everyone. Tabitha, a woman who lived on the other side of the trailer park, collapsed in the middle of Big Buy. The kid snapped into action without second thought, checking Tabitha for a pulse, for her breathing. He yelled at an employee to call for an ambulance as he started chest compressions. At another to clear space. At some other customers to block the end of the aisle so no one else could stand around and watch. Wayne approached as Steve gave rescue breaths, before going back to the chest compressions. When he noticed Wayne, he looked like he was about to yell at him, but Wayne spoke first.
"It's okay, kid. She's my neighbor. And I know CPR too, so when you need a break I can take over."
They swapped places a few times before the paramedics showed up and took over.
"You did good, son. You acted quicker than any adults did. You may have just saved her life." "Anyone would have done it, sir. I was just the closest who knew what to do."
The fourth time, it was at the hospital. Steve in the hospital bed next to Eddie's, identical wounds, but Steve's were infected. Wayne got to talking to Steve while Eddie slept.
"I tried to protect him the best as I could, sir. I patched him up, and made sure he got to the hospital in time. I know I should have done more-"
"You did more than enough. You kept him alive, now you need to focus on making sure that you're healthy. And you can drop the sir shit. It's Wayne."
After that, Wayne lost count of the meetings. From sharing the hospital room with Eddie, to being friends, to being more. He would do as much for Steve as he would for Eddie, and wanted to ensure that both always had somewhere safe to return to.
"Steve, if you ever want to get out of that big empty house of yours, you're more than welcome to join us here. We'd love to have you move in with us." Wayne said to Steve one day while they were cooking together. Eddie always conveniently disappeared when anything cooking related came up.
"Sir, Wayne. I couldn't put you out like that." Steve replied.
"Nonsense. You're as much my kid as Eddie is, it don't matter who your momma or daddy is. We want you here, you spend enough time here as it is, we might as well make it official."
"I, Wayne. I'd like that." Steve was quite choked up, so Wayne pulled him into a hug. All was going to be okay, with him and his two boys.
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