Sometimes it can be hard to tell the change agents from the uncle toms. Like with Squiddy here…
From the New Yorker (which does not have it online at the mo) via inkycircus.
Sometimes it can be hard to tell the change agents from the uncle toms. Like with Squiddy here…
From the New Yorker (which does not have it online at the mo) via inkycircus.
In the annals (yes, there are two N’s in that, even if you’re discussing celebritybuttplugs.com) of celebrity endorsements, there are many cautionary tales. Think “Babe for Baco’s!” Think “Michael Jackson for Match.com.” We may be looking at the latest victim of bad synergy.
Say hello to the face of stinky cheese:
That’s Cat Deeley. Don’t worry if you’ve never heard of her: she’s a British celebrity. Nobody expects you to have heard of her. Well, at least she WILL be the face of cheese, if the Stilton Perfume people have their way.
Yes, I said Stilton Perfume.
Nigel White, of the SCA, brushed off suggestions that it might not be the most alluring of scents.
“Blue Stilton cheese has a very distinctive, mellow aroma and our perfumier was able to capture the key essence of that scent and recreate it in what is an unusual but highly wearable perfume,” he said.
“While we don’t have quite as generous a budget as some of her other endorsements, we would love Miss Deeley to be the face of Eau de Stilton and look forward to hearing what she thinks of the scent.”
Well first off, I never knew coffee to have gender, except low fat vanilla lattes, which are exclusively ordered by thin women with highlights. Second off, this quiz is crap. But I thought if I didn’t post something in the blog soon a search party would be sent out, and you know how I hate any kind of fuss. Let’s just say there’s been a bit of drama lately.
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It’s just under a month to my actual birthday and the virtual presents are already piling up under the ol’ raincoaster birthday tree.
First of all, the world is finally showing the lolgoths some love, with links from France, Germany, and the republics of laughing squid, loltapirs, lolbuffy, and lolnin. And WordPress.com top posts, finally; everybody is completely verklempt about the Marilyn/Dita thing. Even if they DID downvote it to minus two on reddit. Goths have no sensa huma.
Gawker used something I sent them, which is like the second time in history after the sure thing booze post from Cold Desert.
And today, they gave me this:
Seriously, does it look like she just whipped those out of her Wonderbra or what? I adore the fact that the lipstick perfectly matches the octopi. How cute is that? I can picture the makeup artist at the Dior counter, holding shade after shade up to the octo-hides…
Oh wait, I just remembered that octopi can change colour to match their backgrounds. Obviously these were slate grey or plaid or sumpin until she picked them up and then their little octobrains said OMG we’re totally clashing here, gimme a sec, and poof, perfect camouflage!
But topping even Padma’s ‘Pussies is the mighty, roaring tsunami of tentacles that Stiletto Girl posted for me over on her blog. Click and marvel at this amazing roundup; in true SG style, every single one of the octopi is completely starkers. Nekkid as the day it was borned! VVNSFAquarium! You’ve been warned!
and don’t even start with me, Texas!
BC oysters are gargantuan, breathtakingly muscled city-levelling monstrosities from which even Godzilla would flee in terror, tail tucked neatly between giant dinosaurian legs. You don’t mess with our oysters. Our oysters can kick your oysters’ ass.
Especially once I tell them that YOUR oysters need Viagra.
I then turned to my partners and said “boys – we are going to feed our oysters Viagra and other minerals and vitamins that help with erection dysfunction”. They of course thought I was kidding… within the week we had our web sites, business names and a patent pending application lodged.
We then began the process of feeding oysters the Viagra and other minerals etc in glass and stainless steel tanks.
All I can say is that eating a dozen of these Sydney Rock Hard Oysters® sure as heck works!
What? It’s not really for the oysters at all? Well then, who could the Viagra be for? Hello, Australia? Hello?
Funny, everything’s gone quiet on their end. Maybe I intimidated them?