Showing posts with label eww. Show all posts
Showing posts with label eww. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 24

MUST... LOOK... AWAY...


I was chatting with a fellow grad student in class the other day, and I couldn't stop staring at the "love bump" on his lower lip.

It was awful. I felt myself staring. "Does he notice how distracted I am?" I wondered.

I did my best not to stare. Then I felt myself not staring, you know?

So awkward. And so sad (for him).

Monday, October 20

UM... EWW

Toilet paper wasn't invented (as a mass-produced product, readily available product) until 1857.

What did they do before that?

Friday, April 4

RANDOM QUESTION:

Do you sniff your clothes before you sort them, when doing laundry?

To see another set of hilarious images I almost used for this post, click here.

Sunday, February 24

WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO YOU?

Not that he was all that cute to begin with, but what the hell happened to former American Idol runner-up, Clay Aiken? I know the costume is from the dreadful musical, Spamalot, but the hair, the extra 40 pounds or so and his complexion? Clay once had a hit song, Invincible, but now I think he should wish to be invisible.

Friday, February 1

WHAT ARE YOU USING TO STEER?

Behind me in traffic just now: a man, driving his car, with a cell phone in one hand, and picking his nose with the other... and no, we were not at a traffic light. Traffic was moving at a brisk pace, too.

Saturday, November 10

Saturday, September 8

RANDOM THOUGHT...

Has anyone else watched the show Ace of Cakes and wondered why none of them ever wear hair nets? I mean, sure, the lead cake-maker is bald but some of the others (like the girl with the glasses, and the rotund girl who cries all the time) have long, unkempt hair.

Saturday, July 7

OILY SPOTTING LOOSE... WHAT?

As I was walking down the aisle of my local Target store, I noticed and end cap display for a popular diet pill supplement... Alli (pronounced, Ally). I've heard quite a bit about this product, as it is the first FDA approved over the counter weight loss supplement. And being a tad on the heavy side right now, I thought I'd do a little more research to see if Alli was for me.

Boy, was I shocked once I started reading. And then, to make matters worse, I saw a report on the news. (Or maybe it was The Colbert Report - I don't recall. When you watch Fox Noise as much as I do, it gets hard to tell the fake news from the "real" news.) Anyway, the thing that stood out to me, more than any weight loss success story, was the list of very strangely worded side affects.

The side insists that if you take the pill you "accept" the following:

-I am willing to do the hard work to lose weight gradually

-I am committed to following a reduced-calorie, low-fat diet (avg of 15 grams of fat per meal)

-I am committed to eating smaller portions

-I am committed to making time to be more physically active

-I will read and follow the alli label

-I understand that if I take alli with a meal containing too much fat, I may get bowel changes known as treatment effects. The effects may include gas with oily spotting, loose stools, and more frequent stools that may be hard to control. Why? Because alli prevents absorption of some of the fat, and undigested fat passes through the body

Wait... hold on a second. What did that last bit just say? For real, though? Given the first few statements (basically saying, "I will eat less, and exercise more") why put up with those side effects. I mean, if I'm going to uncontrollably leak oily goo out of my anus, I want to be able to eat anything I want... and I'm talking about nacho cheese covered, deep fried anything. Chili on everything warm, and heavy whipped cream on anything cold. Ice cream and nachos for breakfast. Well, you get the idea.

Why would I want to pay all that money, just to have my bum spew geysers of goo, when I still have to diet and exercise. I mean, these people, my "allies" totally missed the point of the American Dream: to look like a rock star, and eat like a loser. Sheesh.

Friday, April 28

EWW, EWW, EWW!

I try not to be too judgmental, when it comes to my fellow man. But, on my way into the office this morning, I saw an employee (from another company), wearing the following:

*a cheap-looking, stalker-esque trench coat; y'know, the faded, Members Only, kind over a

*blue, denim button-down shirt, buttoned up to the last button
tucked into a

*pair of pleated, turquoise Dockers-like pants, equally faded and worn-out


I'm not one to cast stones, especially when it comes to fashion, but c'mon... pleats? Even this guy in the picture can't pull them off. (Although those cocktails do make him a little more attractive.)