Things the world doesn't need:

1: The deep-fried bacon cheeseburger;



2: Yet another Flashlight post; and

3: Duck Dynasty, the Musical:

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Bayou Meets Broadway: Staging ‘Duck Dynasty’
The ‘Duck Dynasty’ Family Plans a Musical in Las Vegas

They’re not exactly the von Trapps trilling about edelweiss, but the Robertson family of the reality series “Duck Dynasty” wants to sing to you about faith and food, duck calls and swamp moss. And they’ve convinced a team from Broadway to bring their story to the stage, in Las Vegas for starters.

Undertaking one of the more audacious theater projects in recent years, the Robertsons — known for their long beards, duck-hunting merchandise and occasional inflammatory remark — are moving to expand their Louisiana-based multimedia franchise with “The Duck Commander Family Musical.” The 90-minute show, with actors playing the family members from A&E’s “Duck Dynasty” as they celebrate the family’s long history from rags to riches, hopes to open in February at the Rio hotel and casino, where the Chippendales show and Penn & Teller are now running.
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I had an idea for deep-fried pizza crust, but apparently someone else has already thought of that.

I would try the deep fried cheeseburger.

Just once. Just once.

It might be the only chance you get!

I have an idea of adding Swedish fish as a pizza topping.

The world can always use another Flashlight post. There's always a jewel in the rubble of the train wreck.

I'd wash it down with Doritos-Dew too.

4. Bronies

5. Garamet telling us how great Obamacare is.

6. People voting for the first fill in the blank President just because.

The jury's still out on the deep-fried bacon cheeseburger.

I saw waffle donuts at Safeway this morning.

It's very gratifying to know that I am constantly foremost in Lietard's mind. I haunt his dreams. I am his Freddy Krueger.

My every post is a timeless classic, I should sell them through the Danbury Mint.

Tater Tot burgers.

Looks good to me.

That seems awfully close to a breaded, deep-fried french fry. Why not just make a 6" tater tot and put it in a hot dog bun?

I think you should sell them to the Quilted Northern factory.

Or Charmin. Whichever.

What ever happened to the deep-fried snickers bars for cryin' out loud?

Exactly, Flashy. Exactly.