I Quit

I really don’t know what to say about this one.  This is about as sick as going into the bathroom as a kid to see my Grandma’s dentures in a cup behind the toilet or her can of snuff(I know I’m not the only one with a snuff chewing Grandma!).

Frozen Smiles Dentures

The Boy in The Bubble in all of us can now stay dry in a Nubrella.   I think I am officially allowed to hit anyone wearing this I see on the street with an umbrella at least twice.

How are you supposed to go through crowds or revolving doors with this thing?

Now strippers everywhere can rejoice and carry their cell phone /iPOD/flask  in a garter.  Has it really gotten to the point that we need to have our cell phones at arms reach while giving our boos strip teases?  And if life gets so bad that you need to hide a flask under your dress, I’m thinking 12 steps may help a little more than a garter, but this is coming from the girl that poured out a little liqour after hearing the founder of Popeys died this week. (On a side note, I wonder if that thing would fit a biscuit and leg…that would make me buy it.)

I’m going to leave the logical explaination for  tennis ball panties up to you because this is just beyond me. 

Britney Sprears could have used these during her 2007 MTV Award’s performance though…if I were her, I would have broke out some balls and started juggling to take attention away from the fact that she forgot the choreography for her performance.

They should hand out baptism in a bottle after attendes leave Souljah Boy performances.  I want to hug the little 12 year old boy that threw a rock at Souljah Boy’s tour bus this week.  How he beat me to it is beyond me.

Nothing says crazy, neurotic psyco better than a set of ex knives. 

Reason 4,132 why leggings need to make a retirement. Made Me Crotch Leggings are just wrong.  I really tried to think (ok not really) of a way they can be worn. The only thing I could think of is tied to a twig to hold my belongings while hitchhiking.