Foghorn Leghorn - Porn Star

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For New Years, I was in Ocean City, Maryland, and had to take a photo of this gem, a local bar and grill  on the main drag. It has been there at least since 1990, when I first visited Ocean City, greeting one and all to come eat and drink at Big Pecker's. Over the years,  I have driven past in the company of my parents as well as my kids, and have always cringed, hoping no one would comment.     But now I have this blog to flog, so I made sure to pull over our Honda Pilot with wife, kids, and two dogs aboard, to take this picture for you all.

Big Pecker's - Foghorn Leghorn.  Get it?  Huh-huh.  It's a vulgarism, see, but the cartoon makes it okay!  Heh heh,  I'm gonna name my family friendly bar and grill that.  Heh heh....folks'll LOVE it!

So, you wanna hear the specials?

I don't know the Warner Bros. policy on unlicensed use of their characters, maybe they have bigger fish to fry (Fried fish? Big Pecker's got 'em!).  Back in the Eisner days, Disney Studios had a scorched earth policy, sicking their legal pit bulls on preschools who had the temerity to paint their playground walls with a wonky Mickey Mouse.  I don't know if they're as militant anymore, since the playground thing bit them in the ass in the press.  Maybe they've gone covert.  

When Chris Sanders was a CalArts student, he created his film concepts by writing random things on pieces of paper, taping them to a wall, and throwing darts at them.  Chance story telling made Chris the John Cage of cartoons.  I think the owners of Big Peckers must have done the same, with the results being more Nicolas Cage. 

Or maybe it was the owner's nickname in his frat.  Or maybe, just maybe, the family name is Pecker, the owner is large, and their specialty is chicken dinner - the best in the country.  Maybe they are innocently unaware of the double-entendre.  In that case, excuse me to giblets.      

I find it amazing that in a town choc-a-bloc with restaurants as Ocean City, people will eat at a place with a name so foul (or is it fowl?).  Society's underbelly gets hungry too, I guess.  On the other end of Ocean City is a bar called The Bearded Clam.  Get your Valentine's reservations now!
-Steve