#Clutch Cargo

[thinkbolt]

Clutch Cargo in Space (Cambria, 1959)

[oldshowbiz]

Clutch Cargo: Tomorrow at 6:30 am on Channel 60

[danzigmcfly]

[tvthemesongs]

Clutch Cargo intro

[marsmarvel02]

Oh my god, I think this might be the creepiest show in existence.

The Synchro-Vox on Clutch Cargo was bad enough, but this has

SYNCHRO-FACE

[lauferisms]

Steamed Hams but it's Clutch Cargo

[pembrokewkorgi]

Cartoon Commentary - The 5000 Subscribers Special

Today @KrunchyLex and I celebrate 5000 subscribers to my YouTube channel by watching an entire Clutch Cargo story arc, and boy, is this a very special story arc. https://youtu.be/U2dZWHp3-tg?si=FLoa9yKtMky_VWdc

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[giggleboxstudios]

The two genders: Clutch Cargo yaoi and Moral Orel yuri.

[pop-sesivo]

Clutch Cargo (1959-1960).

Clutch Cargo

[kply-industries]

Seeing this means you just watched a pretty shitty cartoon.

[blujayonthewing]

holy mother of god I have got to start dressing weirder

[thinkbolt]

Synchro-Vox: the Animation Technique Nobody Wanted

[oldshowbiz]

Clutch Cargo's Dog: Tomorrow on Channel 60

[exsqueezememacaroni]

Can you imagine....if anthony kiedis wasn't such an asshat, and if mike wasn't so sensitive, every show from 1992 through now probs would have been performed with a shirtless mike

[themcrarchive]

8/25/2004: MCR plays at Clutch Cargos in Pontiac, MI🩸 #Revenge20

📸 via Synergy Magazine

[seat-safety-switch]

Trust me when I tell you that I love my local Mexican restaurant, with their molcajetes full of sizzling beef and their extremely inexpensive tacos. There's just one downside: their parking lot kind of sucks. It's one of those narrow 1960s jobs, where you have an exit only on one side, and it's constantly full of food-delivery types blocking the lane so you have to do weird ninety-point turns just to park.

Now, let's get one thing straight: I do not at all care if I get my doors "dinged." A couple years ago, a then-new Acura MDX parked a little close to me, and their kids banged their door into my door. This was enough contact for the rust demon to jump from my Valiant onto their car, and by the time they had returned from the store, their vehicle and its delicious Nipponese steel had been wholly consumed. Only the tires remained. No, I just don't like the inconvenience of having to strongarm-steer my wheezing piece of garbage into this tight lot. Things are bad enough that I've actually thought twice about going to get Mexican food. I know. I can barely believe it myself.

My parents didn't raise me to be someone who gives up easily. In fact, if you ask Child Protective Services, they didn't raise me at all. Television brought me up to idolize heroes like reruns of Clutch Cargo and whatever cool robot toy they wanted to sell that week. And if there's one thing those daring pioneers wouldn't accept, it's a slightly inconvenient parking lot.

What's the easiest way to fix a parking lot with only one exit? By adding another exit. Turns out the city construction workers nearby just keep their keys in the bulldozer, as long as your definition of "in the bulldozer" also includes the site supervisor's locked office inside a fireproof safe that doesn't stand up to the weight of a bulldozer rolling down the hill into it after having its parking brake released. I plowed a neat car-width divot through the nearby sidewalk – take that, walkable neighbourhood – and now the vibe of the entire parking lot had changed for the better.

Unfortunately, I had not counted on the increased traffic that this would bring. All of the city, it seems, was also putting off getting Mexican food. This slight inconvenience factor actually served as a pressure-control valve of sorts. With the floodgates wide open, the place was now crammed stem to stern with hungry rich folks and their conveniently-parked luxury cars 24 hours a day. Let this be a lesson to all of you: never try to make things better.