Posts under ‘Snark’

I’ma admit it - every time I hear “Let It Burn,” I have to stop what I’m doing, even when I’m listening to it at work on headphones via Pandora Radio. As a wise man by the name of Lil Jon, once said, “Usher got the beat to make yo booty go [clap].”

The Sex and the City hullabaloo died down rather quickly, but here’s another topical ad from Manhattan Mini Storage. “Me likey!”

There’s nothing all that weird about this sign, but notice there’s no door at the store entrance? That’s because it’s in a shopping mall. A shopping mall! What better place to get a dangerous weapon with which to kill people in a violent rage than a shopping mall? The same one with all the people you want to kill in a violent rage.

I know Christmas is over and not a moment too soon, but I have to share a picture of an ornament I saw over my Texas vacation. I think it is the only piece of Christmas paraphernalia throughout time that has indicated that Santa Claus has a buttcrack. A very jolly buttcrack.

I have to wonder what makes this masculine Pocky. Does it have hair in it? Does it induce great amounts of gas? Does it come with some kind of malted milk balls?

My neighbor’s car. His name is - well, I’ll give you three guesses.

Hello, friends.

I meant to blog back in Texas - agreed, intended, and vowed to. But I didn’t. Instead, I read a lot and thought a lot and looked around a lot.

Each time I go home, I have to visit Big Lots. It’s not exactly a dollar store, though many items there sell for merely one greenback. Big Lots is a warehouse of cheap stuff, ranging from leftover merchandise originally sold at Pier 1 Imports to weird-ass snack food items even the shoddiest convenience stores won’t stock. For instance, mad cool Rap Snacks Potato Chips:
Available in Southern Crunk Barbeque…

Or a honey barbeque variation. Mmmm, Lil’ Romeo likes it!

If you eat enough of these Rap Snacks potato chips, you might need to upgrade to some larger skivvies. Big Lots has you covered (and covered and covered and covered).