Wednesday, November 01, 2006

Those big hands look less creepy by comparison.

Why am I surprised? Why do I bother getting surprised about anything anymore? Why do I even get up in the morning?

Ladies and gentlemen, I have been known from time to time to be late to the party of various trends and happenings. I've also been known, at other times, to be ahead of the curve. However, I was aware of neither party nor curve with regard to this. I stumbled upon it quite by accident (via kottke). (FYI: It's not really suitable for children, for about seventy-three reasons.)

Please just tell me this isn't happening. Please. For the sake of all things holy (i.e., crap, mother of god, guacamole).

As far as crazy inventions go, give me the big hands any day.

6 comments:

Kristy said...

Oh my gosh. Honestly. Oh my gosh.

Have you seen the commercials for the KY mist? The chick in the commercial says she prefers the mist because it "doesn't interrupt the moment". As my beloved SIL points out, if someone were to spritz something on my girly bits, that would definitely qualify as an "interruption".

Nano said...

Well... I needed some time to stop laughing before I could compose myself long enough to post anything. You are hilarious. Now, someone correct me if I'm wrong, but by the time the privates go "grey", if you will, who cares. Second, I had missed your "Big Hands" post and by gosh, those are wayyyy too creepy. Now that I'm thinking about it, grey "Betty", as they called it, and big hands go kinda go together. Since your hands would be occupied while you color your "Betty", you can use the Big Hands to coddle baby. Ingenious!

Anonymous said...

OMG!! Now I've seen EVERYTHING! BTW: I've sent this link to everyone I know!

Anonymous said...

That's so funny b/c I JUST saw the same stuff in a fashion mag - I'm not kidding. Awesome. That's all I have to say. Although it leaves me a little baffled. Are we supposed to wax it off Brazillian style and then dye the tiny little tuft left an exciting color? Or does this new development mean we now let our pubes grow to new lengths? Ahh, the pressures of beauty. Thank God I'm not a porn star anymore.

Anonymous said...

oops - forgot to sign my entry. That last one was me. :)

Anonymous said...

i came by to check out the latest in craftsville, and saw this - wowie-zowie. Took me back to the day when i went for my bikini wax and the woman was late because she was busy waxing/plucking her last client's 'area' into the shape of her (the client's) racecar-driver boyfriend's number ("27" if i recall correctly)... Oh boy... -- Jamie