Oh how we laughed at the sky pupa...
Well here comes Slanket!, a wearable blanket with sleeves. And from the looks of this cool crew, every slanket come with a wig or a prop. Presumably they're all taking a break from the wall to wall fucking that goes down at a slanket party. I can't decide which of them I'd prefer to strangle first, unless I could get my hands on the art director.
The poshAir sleeping bag is (so they say...) "a breakthrough in inflight comfort. This luxurious cocoon, that's easy to slip on and off, zips you into an extra layer of lightweight warmth. The poshAir features a hood, armholes, inside pocket and two belt loops for your visibly fastened seat belt to slip through." (Wow, tell me more)
PoshAir is a modern, hygienic sleeping accommodation for travel and a delicious way to transform yourself into a complete idiot. Convenient, chic (!?) and comfortable, the poshAir can make you look like an ass in private jets & commercial airplanes, and makes it easier for embarassed friends to toss you from helicopters, yachts, automobiles and trains.
"For a maximized poshAir experience, please remove your shoes before stepping inside. (shoes..? hell just take everything off.) Grey only. (I'd prefer the visibility of bright pink) Buy the XL size so your gal can give you a handjob in relative privacy.
Butterfly wings solds separately.
I basically went to high school with this guy. (No, not this specific guy, but certainly about a half dozen who could've easily made this video.)
I don't even know where to begin, so just watch. A pox on your house, Ryan, for I now am going to have the image of this guy in a Yankees uniform burned into my brain.
Shameless charity to the InterNerd at its finest. This man is generous and brave enough to share with the world his fashion car wreck, without even blurring out his face. Bravo, Kevin Sherry. Bravo.
Though he must be as old as Dick Clark, Jack Valenti recently stepped down as the head of the MPAA and presumably his lifeless appearances on the unwatchable Oscars are over. But you can express your support for his oh-so-last-century defense of intellectual property copyright by swinging this swell book-bag done in the style of his designer daughter.
Nearly 200 women who applied for jobs at a Hooters restaurant were secretly videotaped in a trailer while they undressed to put on the Hooters uniform.
The applicants were surprised that they had been exploited for their bodies when applying for a job which exploits them for their bodies.
This semester we'll be looking at immigration. Friday morning my class is taking a five hour drive to Laredo TX, through the border crossing (below left) and into Nuevo-Laredo Mexico. Should be eye-opening fun.
I will not be drinking the water.
Here's the shoe I will be deconstructing in my other class.
For some reason, this is news. Personally, I think it's a shameless ploy for the Tribune to publish this photo. I mean, WTF is going on there? Is that a serving platter?
It's game over for the Buick LaCrosse in Canada. A General Motors executive yesterday admitted that the future Buick model -- which is set to debut late next year -- will be re-named in Canada after GM learned LaCrosse is a Quebec slang term for masturbation.
This t-shirt was quite a hit tonight at the Brazos River Bottom Country & Western bar on the guy who wore it (in f**king Houston!). I'm telling ya, even Texans think our president is a belligerent ass.
Other tees available:
- One Nation... under surveillance
- Regime change begins at home
Now if we could only get the media to stop cowering like weenies.
This fashionable neckwear is made of 100% silk on its outer shell and contains medical filtration fabric, which filters a high percentage of germs, particles, and debris from the air you breathe. Independent lab tests of the 95C product show this material filters 98% of aerosolized droplets containing staphylococci, when particles measure an average of 2.9 microns.
...responses from colleges began showing up yesterday right on time. Two of ten results are now in. The judges have sealed the ballots until April's treehouse party
(misc. taunts...)
Torture me all you like,
you're not getting anything out of me.
This place has it all! Zoloft pendants, Xanax earrings, Valuim bracelets, charms of monkeys hugging Dilaudid tablets*, Dexedrine rings and the ever so cute Xanax, Dilaudid daisy cocktail pendant.
* Alright, the Dilaudid huggin' monkey rawks. If anyone purchases this for me I will immediately change my persona @ Dog and Chimp.
The Advertising Standards Authority in the UK, which has the power to ban offensive material, said it was investigating after receiving a number of complaints.
All Accessories, All At Once: You've seen this before: the publishing type who wears all his labels at once, plus creams his hair back, checks his watch, and worries about his Audi getting dinged on the street. On the same spectrum, the emo-rock boy who has six pins on his jacket, his hair poofing just so, the right glasses, the right shoulder bag.
If you're one of these, take a weekend at a spiritual retreat. If you see one of these, stand back, especially on a subway platform. Anyone this obsessed is the type of person who will line up for fascists, and you never know what their leader has already told them.
I have caught two "Sportaerobic" contests (jamborees, throw-downs, rumbles?) on cable over the last month, sitting there with an uneasy look on my face. Previously I had considered figure skating and synchronized swimming the bottom of the sports barrel.
You have to see this bizarre, frenetic sugar-induced prancing and it's exuberant (ahem!) costumes.
Maybe you already have...
"You know how you put your gun in your waistline and you gotta worry about it slipping? With these clothes, you don't got to worry about that. It's already in there!" Thank you, Beanie Sigel!
The new Camper site is, aesthetically, a major improvement over their old site. Navigation is (to be kind) a bit convoluted and confusing, but it's the type of site you want to explore, which I think matches with their "The Walking Society" slogan.
However, one minor beef. Where the fuck are the shoes?
Update: Ah. They're in that tiny menu on the main window behind the pop-up.
Dan Savage wrote in his column Savage Love a while back that men in tightie-whities are not sexy. His readers insist otherwise. Now the debate has reached the web with his "My Boyfriend sure Looks Hot in his Tightie Whities" contest.
It's a pretty odd testament to misguided male pride. If you have a strong stomach you can view the results, which seem to suggest
- Men look remarkably unrelaxed in them, and
- Some people don't know what tightie whites are.
- No one looks quite as gross as Jack Black in Orange County.
I can't decide if my fave is the gentleman shown with his dog and a chainsaw, or the guy holding a rooster?
She ain't yer ordinary computer villain. She's a Supervillain. You can tell because she has a really big gun and she's chained to her PCMCIA card. Or something.