Forced out of my mole hole for five hours today, I did what anyone struggling in a recession wouldn’t do. I went shopping. Window shopping. It is of utmost importance to me that the holidays be fun this year. Or funny. So I looked for new gift items that might provoke at least a smile. All of my “finds” made me laugh. But then again, I wouldn’t be the poster
girl woman for mental health. Let’s see what you think:
When I walked into Whole Earth Provision Co., there was a yodeling pickle positioned everywhere I looked. What? I went to the counter and asked the register guy just what was the deal with the pickle? As he went to grab one and show me, two other staff members came running, just to see my reaction. HILARIOUS! This is one talented pickle, I’ll tell you. And, for the price of $13.95, you, too, can irritate friends and family for the next two months. Yodel-Ay-Eee-Ooo! is made by Accoutrements. That must be a seriously weird company. But probably a fun place to work.
Feliz Navidad, y’all … who cares what the gum tastes like, the message is worth $1.50 (to me). The gum is made by Blue Q out of Canada. Those Canadians are a funny bunch. I also spotted this gum from the same company:
What more can I say? The tagline reads, “As used by the world’s most perfect families!” Obviously there is NO use for the gum, but it does have another tag, “It’s not a crime to be ugly”. Ha!
These may be funny only to my eldest daughter. When my kids were little, I fed them turkey bacon. Just trying to be healthy. Which caused them to want to go to Grandmother’s house for breakfast, where my eldest would plead for “pig bacon”. While these bandages are a little steep, they are my mea culpa to her. Poor, unfortunate, deprived child. What is really gross is I had to choose between these and bacon soap. <running to bathroom to hurl>
Still tripping on the porcine theme, who doesn’t need a snorting pig flashlight? Made by Kikkerland, this handy tool would scare off the most hardened criminals. Right? I mean, dual nostril beams are menacing. Sort of?
I. AM. SO. EXCITED. This, All New Letters From A Nut by Ted L. Nancy with Foreward by Jerry Seinfeld, is the third nut book. The first two made me cry, I was laughing so hard. And when guests came over and I read them excerpts, they cried, too. I can’t remember if they laughed. Anyway, it’s my assumption that Jerry is Ted Nancy; regardless, these letters are so stupid funny as are the replies from the real companies they address. If you like love Jerry Seinfeld‘s humor, go buy all three books and laugh yourself silly. Not a fan? Faggidaboutit.
This uplifting message would be perfect posted in my kitchen. You like it, too? It’s hanging in my sister’s cantina. So it must be purloined. I know where she lives. So sad, too bad. Until she notices it is missing. Which will cause a family rift. I will be forbidden to celebrate in all festivities. Home alone, covered in bacon bandages, chewing party-in-my-pants gum, using my powerful pig flashlight to read nutty letters while a pickle yodels in the background. This scenario is could work…..
Enough. Am scaring myself.