Showing posts with label WTF. Show all posts
Showing posts with label WTF. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

I Think You Need A Handjob. Get Two For Under $5!


I'm almost speechless, shocked, and amazed but my lucid mind won't allow me to be. This is a real product and with the demise of Billy Mays you need a new way to sell things. Thanks to the magic of YouTube, the certified king of viral video, who needs to buy airtime when something that shocks or makes people laugh will gain millions of viewers in a couple of days, sometimes overnight?

Well, I bring you the Handjob. The go-to tool for opening and gripping stuff that you can't do on your own. The commercial delightfully perverse, full of ridiculous imagery and as many vocal ejaculations about getting a Handjob as you would expect. Watch and enjoy. I just might have to order this thing, just to have.


Friday, November 6, 2009

The Great Reese's Peanut Butter Cup Battle

Sometimes the price of journalism is steep and hefty, but if you want to deliver the information and stories that people care about you can't expect it all to be glamorous. Now that Halloween has passed us by, I experienced something that many of us probably already have, but never really put much thought into it. Well, if there is anything I do well, it is putting way to much thought into something that probably doesn't deserve it. Daily things pass through my mind of such inquisitive nature like, "How come we can't taste our own tongue?" and, "What would life be like if horses were carnivorous?"

Too many times have folks just scoffed at those ideas, but this time I stumbled upon something that people cared about. This time I found something that really resonates within all of us Americans, and actually, even with people abroad. If there is anything that we find importance in and love, it is food, snacks, treats, and yes, Reese's Peanut Butter Cups. Now, like I said, Halloween has passed and thus I had not one, but two different kinds of Reese's Peanut Butter Cups within reach, and I had a choice to make. Would I eat the large or the minis first? I instinctively grabbed for the minis. Why? What was it that might cause me to do such a thing? Well, science may have prevailed... sort of, and I just might have an answer.