Clearly I am missing something. Maybe I am not smart enough to figure out the vocabulary words being used to describe this Halloween costume. The word tween means in someone who is between a child and a teenager, right? So, I'm thinking like 10, 11 or 12 year-olds. Am I totally off base with this?
Now, a saloon girl is an old west prostitute, isn't it? So, the "Saloon Girl Junior Tween Costume" is by definition an outfit designed to make a girl look like an old-timey child prostitute. If you happen to be in-between prison sentences and are in the market for something like this for the kid you keep locked in your attic, you can find one at Spirit Halloween supplies. FYI.
Showing posts with label Really effing wrong. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Really effing wrong. Show all posts
Sunday, October 14, 2012
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
A discrete, fashion-forward solution for your feminine needs
Here's another tool to improve your sexual health from the good Dr. Leonard's catalog. The description below the photo says: "This rose ring is a wearable tickler massager, sure to start a buzz...Discreet.." Discreet?! It looks like you have an uncircumcised lil' smokie shoved in that thing!
I'll give you a dolla' if you wear one in public, though.
I'll give you a dolla' if you wear one in public, though.
Sunday, January 8, 2012
Seriously, Though, Rape is Hilarious!
Yesterday when I wrote the post about changing the definition of rape, I decided to Google the word "rape" and hit the images button. Yeah, I know. That was dumb. It got me looking at some of the shitty rape memes. I'll grudgingly admit that some memes do strike me as pretty funny (Conspiracy Keanu, Ancient Aliens, Good Guy Greg, Ordinary Muslim Man). But memes also seem to pull for some of the worst in humanity. The racists, sexists and plain old pervs seem to have no problem revealing their true stripes anonymously online, under the guise of "humor." Here are some not-so-witty versions of demotivational posters.
This is from the hallowed halls of ebaums's world.
No, I'm pretty sure you wouldn't, Cletus. If you wanted to make a joke about this photo, you should focus on the shirtless, Robin Hood-booted, acid-washed jean wearing fool in the background. Rape is usually one of the last things you want to go for when you are trying to be funny.
Here's a master work that combines sexism with particularly disgusting racism. Really?
Here's one that pokes fun at what we all know to be true. Date rape isn't real rape!
Like I said, rape is hilarious! It's a victimless crime, really.
This is from the hallowed halls of ebaums's world.
No, I'm pretty sure you wouldn't, Cletus. If you wanted to make a joke about this photo, you should focus on the shirtless, Robin Hood-booted, acid-washed jean wearing fool in the background. Rape is usually one of the last things you want to go for when you are trying to be funny.
Here's a master work that combines sexism with particularly disgusting racism. Really?
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| You are all rockin' the flip-phones, though! |
Here's one that pokes fun at what we all know to be true. Date rape isn't real rape!
Like I said, rape is hilarious! It's a victimless crime, really.
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
It's Hard Out There for a Sorcerer
On Monday, Saudi Arabia beheaded Amina bint Abdulhalim Nassar. She was found guilty of practicing sorcery. Yes, sorcery. In Saudi Arabia they like to party like it's 1692. She was arrested by the religious police after claiming to be able to heal the sick. She was apparently charging people $800 to do so. So at worst this woman was a scam artist. Maybe she really thought she could heal people, who knows?
What I do know is that Saudi Arabia is a tough place to be a woman. In 2006, the Saudi Labor Minister, Ghazi Al-Qusaibi, said the following:
"...therefore no woman will be employed without the explicit consent of her guardian. We will also make sure that the [woman's] job will not interfere with her work at home with her family, or with her eternal duty of raising her children..."
So, let's say you are a woman and you need money for some reason. There's a 30% chance you are illiterate, you may have been married off as early as age nine, you have only limited property rights, you aren't allowed to drive, and you are basically at the mercy of your closest male relative. Yeah, think about that. You could be completely under the control of your dickhole brother. Sweet! So, anyway, you need some money. What are your freaking options? Running a little hustle is kind of understandable under these circumstances.
It certainly makes me grateful to live where and when I do.
You can read the full story on the Telegraph here.
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