tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-84144285251165182132009-07-15T18:44:24.871-07:00Truly Awful StuffBrett and Keith present really, truly, awful things for your enjoyment.KLJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07518406972256513476noreply@blogger.comBlogger67125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414428525116518213.post-19652547236223001972009-07-06T12:37:00.001-07:002009-07-08T12:47:58.717-07:00Cats Made Of Rabbits<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/SlJPsUG_T0I/AAAAAAAABGs/UV0wLvdgH_E/s1600-h/cats_made_of_rabbits.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/SlJPsUG_T0I/AAAAAAAABGs/UV0wLvdgH_E/s320/cats_made_of_rabbits.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355430529627803458" border="0" /></a>I was at The Peach Tree which is the best place to stop off of Highway 5 as their vintage lunch box and thermos collection rules.<br /><br />While perusing their gift shop I spotted some super realistic looking cats, like too realistic looking. "Is this some kind of cat taxidermy?" I thought. I picked one up and saw the quality assurance. This cat was made with 100% real genuine rabbit fur!<br /><br />Some things are so weird the weirdness can't hit you all at once. I was halfway back to Sacramento when it occurred to me how very bizarre it is to make cats out of rabbits. They're killing a live, real animal and reassembling it's carcass to look like another animal. Amazing. They killed rabbits and made cats out of them.<br /><br />To make one animal out of another is indeed the height of human ingenuity. Do me a favor though. If you see the flying saucers landing, if the aliens are invading, HIDE THE CATS MADE OF RABBITS! If an advanced civilization is assessing our value and potential I think it will be tough to explain Auschwitz, Hiroshima and the Trail of Tears but I think they will understand tribalism and warfare. I'm pretty sure cats made of rabbits will label us suitable only for soup-stock.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8414428525116518213-1965254723622300197?l=trulyawful.blogspot.com'/></div>KLJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07518406972256513476noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414428525116518213.post-48433627245745460432009-01-12T06:51:00.001-08:002009-01-12T06:56:02.979-08:00Joe The Plumber, STILL"Media shouldn't report on war" reports Joe the Plumber, media correspondent, covering...um, the war. It seems a conservative website as desperate for our attention as Joe is teamed up with the genius plumber who complained because Barack Obama wanted to save him money. They've turned him into Joe The Reporter.<br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SJYCxj8KXjQ&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&feature=player_embedded&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SJYCxj8KXjQ&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&feature=player_embedded&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br />Worst extension of undeserved 15 minutes of fame ever.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8414428525116518213-4843362724574546043?l=trulyawful.blogspot.com'/></div>KLJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07518406972256513476noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414428525116518213.post-3196229931363139082008-12-25T13:39:00.000-08:002008-12-25T13:40:49.377-08:00Merry Twisted ChristmasTruly, truly, truly AWFUL<br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/35c96JhXIak&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/35c96JhXIak&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />And if that wasn't bad enough, try getting through this one...<br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/grwP8QvI1jY&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/grwP8QvI1jY&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8414428525116518213-319622993136313908?l=trulyawful.blogspot.com'/></div>KLJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07518406972256513476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414428525116518213.post-41031909250018122962008-10-27T16:28:00.001-07:002008-10-27T17:18:21.831-07:00Hookers, A Great Gift Idea<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/SQZOvIa9EkI/AAAAAAAAAtY/BRIbQPde2Ng/s1600-h/hookers.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/SQZOvIa9EkI/AAAAAAAAAtY/BRIbQPde2Ng/s400/hookers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261979786250359362" border="0" /></a>Seeing the front of this pack of Hookers you might think, "Alright Keith, you are soooo immature, they are just hooks for carrying your skis. Grow up already."<br />And I could hear you saying that (you condescending bastard) but I <span style="font-style: italic;">AM</span> immature and so could not resist taking a better look whilst giggling to myself "Tee hee, hookers, tee hee, it says hookers."<br /><br />Take a peek at the BACK Side of this nice little package and then tell me that someone, somewhere along the line did not know damn well what they were doing!!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/SQZOvULWU8I/AAAAAAAAAtg/IxFbVY9sFmg/s1600-h/hookers_a_great_gift.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/SQZOvULWU8I/AAAAAAAAAtg/IxFbVY9sFmg/s400/hookers_a_great_gift.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261979789406131138" border="0" /></a>MAKE IT EASY WITH HOOKERS!<br />And there's one sexy little ski bunny, who probably had no idea that she was filling that sweater in order to appear along side such text. "A Great Gift Idea" indeed. "TEE HEE" INDEED!!!<br /><br />Now then, please go back and reread this post so you can giggle at me telling you to look at the backside of the Hookers. Teee heee. I even made reference to the Hookers' nice package! BWA HA HA HA! Okay, so maybe I am a bit immature, just a bit. Hookers!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8414428525116518213-4103190925001812296?l=trulyawful.blogspot.com'/></div>KLJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07518406972256513476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414428525116518213.post-3967115091996701052008-10-24T18:27:00.000-07:002008-10-25T11:07:17.403-07:00The Worst Toy Ever?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/SQJ2JdCQV8I/AAAAAAAAAtA/sTSjYORXFzk/s1600-h/aurora.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/SQJ2JdCQV8I/AAAAAAAAAtA/sTSjYORXFzk/s400/aurora.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260897219507148738" border="0" /></a>Before you read any further, click the above graphic and read this amazing ad.<br />You're back? WOW! Wild eh? And yes, it is real. "Don't worry, this is New York. Nobody will help her." Great stuff.<br /><br />What kid wouldn't want his own little torture chamber? There were eight "Monster Scenes" sets including one titled "The Pain Parlor." The most shocking and most important is of course, "The Victim"<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/SQJ2Jv4_4II/AAAAAAAAAtQ/VWX2HHURqkc/s1600-h/victim.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/SQJ2Jv4_4II/AAAAAAAAAtQ/VWX2HHURqkc/s400/victim.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260897224568594562" border="0" /></a>What can you say about a company that sells to kids with a tag line like "Rated X... for Exitement?"<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/SQJ2JUOmUrI/AAAAAAAAAtI/kb2ARX_JSeM/s1600-h/thevictimpieces.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 381px; height: 339px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/SQJ2JUOmUrI/AAAAAAAAAtI/kb2ARX_JSeM/s400/thevictimpieces.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260897217143001778" border="0" /></a>So how the hell did Aurora get away with this one? Well, they didn't; not for long...<br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><br />"Massive protests against the kits came from religious publications and general newspapers, since they all thought that it promoted sex and sadism among children. All the negative publicity led to an immediate stop of production for these kits in May 1971, by the company which now had new owners: Nabisco Inc.<br />The kits remaining on the toy store shelves led to new protests in November, this time outside Nabisco's headquarters in New York. These protests held by groups as: Parents for Responsibility in the Toy Industry, and National Organization for Women, resulted in a recall of the Monster Scenes kits from store shelves in the U.S.</span>"<br /><br />Thank you to our pals at <a href="http://retrocrush.com">Retrocrush.com</a> for this. Be sure to check out all their great Halloween posts.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8414428525116518213-396711509199670105?l=trulyawful.blogspot.com'/></div>KLJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07518406972256513476noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414428525116518213.post-7474053531953543592008-10-18T23:14:00.000-07:002008-10-18T23:17:41.434-07:00Ed Harris SingsThe new Ed Harris directed Apaloosa misses. It isn't a truly awful movie its just not very good. But the song he wrote and recorded for the movie, my god, is it a hilariously bad stinker. <br />"Acting so darn loose, screwing who you want to, and beleiving your excuse...<br />but when the day does come when you and I depart, you'll be the one whose leaving 'cause you'll never leave my heart." <br />Wow. He should try <a href="http://trulyawful.blogspot.com/2007/05/be-man-macho-man.html">professional wrestling</a> next. <br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/st37dYyp1N8&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/st37dYyp1N8&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8414428525116518213-747405353195354359?l=trulyawful.blogspot.com'/></div>KLJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07518406972256513476noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414428525116518213.post-55442011970354190372008-10-17T08:51:00.000-07:002008-12-10T10:05:52.797-08:00Bacon Is a Vegetable<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/RsRymbj1VQI/AAAAAAAAAbA/JPVkJlgEsfw/s1600-h/bacon_is_a_vegetable.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/RsRymbj1VQI/AAAAAAAAAbA/JPVkJlgEsfw/s400/bacon_is_a_vegetable.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099326682648892674" border="0" /></a>I'm the only vegetarian in my workplace. As a result I'm offered hamburgers or fried chicken daily. Friends, I can assure you, on behalf of a all vegetarians everywhere; keep it up. That joke NEVER gets old. We may not laugh, not wanting to give you the satisfaction, but we're crackin' up on the inside, for real.<br /><br />I came in the other day to find this sticker affixed to my desk. Okay, I will confess, this is funny. Especially with the smiling pig head for an O. A quick google search determined that this came from <a href="http://www.dieselsweeties.com/shirts/baconisavegetable/">www.dieselsweeties.com</a> and is available in a t-shirt. I may have to buy that t-shirt. Or, I may have to pretend it offends me so that some jerk buys it for me. Thanks jerks. :)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8414428525116518213-5544201197035419037?l=trulyawful.blogspot.com'/></div>KLJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07518406972256513476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414428525116518213.post-49195161100102174542008-10-14T10:37:00.000-07:002008-12-10T10:05:52.981-08:00Armor of God PJs<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/SCH-I-7BEbI/AAAAAAAAApE/q31nIDMMotI/s1600-h/armor_of_god_pjs.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/SCH-I-7BEbI/AAAAAAAAApE/q31nIDMMotI/s400/armor_of_god_pjs.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197714875245203890" border="0" /></a>I don't know what more I could say about these beautiful little crusaders?<br />I hope our lovely readers don't mind all the religious stuff lately, but with this election going on and Bill Maher's Religulous in theaters and wonderful things like the Armor Of God PJs out there how can we help ourselves?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8414428525116518213-4919516110010217454?l=trulyawful.blogspot.com'/></div>KLJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07518406972256513476noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414428525116518213.post-60609499896762852702008-09-30T12:54:00.000-07:002008-09-30T13:37:23.461-07:00Jihad This<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/SOKFsINaupI/AAAAAAAAAsw/Rlr8IWQSlw4/s1600-h/jihad_this_button.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/SOKFsINaupI/AAAAAAAAAsw/Rlr8IWQSlw4/s320/jihad_this_button.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251907108631919250" border="0" /></a>My goodness, has it really been since April 1st that we posted? Damn, Brett really sucks.<br /><br />We have to come back with something really strong of course which is why I was so glad when <a href="http://heckasac.blogspot.com/2008/09/heres-button.html">Heckasac</a> posted this little number.<br /><br />It says so much so simply. It is America summed up in one image and two words and stuck on a button. I love it.<br /><br />I found it for sale at <a href="http://www.republicanmarket.com/store/item/21115.Jihad.This.Button">RepublicanMarket.com</a> (of course I did) and I had no choice but to immediately order a gross.<br /><br />Ah Holy War, aint it a kick in the pants? The first eagle's I saw after 9-11 were all shedding the singly glossy tear. Now they're done crying and they aint gonna take no more shit!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/SOKFrx-u9OI/AAAAAAAAAso/Euhr0QaxAkQ/s1600-h/jihad_this.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/SOKFrx-u9OI/AAAAAAAAAso/Euhr0QaxAkQ/s320/jihad_this.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251907102664750306" border="0" /></a>This lovely product reminds me of my childhood, when I could actually win a "Kill a Commie for your Mommy" painted mirror at the county fair, or at least most kids could. I was terrible at ALL fair games, even the easy ones with the shitty prizes that were put there to keep hope alive.<br /><br />Another item that comes to mind is the great "Ayatollah is an Assahola" bumper stickers. My father, pinko liberal that he is, once asked our neighborhood Ice Cream man to reconsider whether that sticker really belonged on an ice cream truck next to the add for Push Up Pops.<br /><br />Subscribe to: <a href="http://trulyawful.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default">Posts (Atom)</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8414428525116518213-6060949989676285270?l=trulyawful.blogspot.com'/></div>KLJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07518406972256513476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414428525116518213.post-64634668718195483622008-04-01T11:15:00.000-07:002008-12-10T10:05:53.843-08:00Vitamin P<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/R_KNpVZdOeI/AAAAAAAAAGI/W-YWgRQJQNo/s1600-h/VitP.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/R_KNpVZdOeI/AAAAAAAAAGI/W-YWgRQJQNo/s400/VitP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184361862314932706" border="0" /></a>Like all good children's entertainers I am a chronic insomniac, so much of my nights are spent knitting, reenacting the civil war and of course watching lots of late night infomercials.<br /><br />One of my favorites is late night heath quack Dr. Syd. The good doctor has given us some real gems such as super green algae tooth paste and Scrub-O's the colon cleansing cereal. My little friend in the box is peddling a new health aid, vitamin P.<br /><br />As Americans we have gotten so far from the land that we are forced to supplement the vitamin content of our food, pack ourselves in to gyms to simulate the labor we no longer do, we even buy light bulbs to replace the sunlight that we don't get enough of. So is it really a stretch to say we aren't getting enough bacteria in our diets? What better bacteria could there be than that found in the guts of those super digesters the New Guinea shrew. The New Guinea shrew will eat their body weight every day and yet never get fat. Amazing! You can drop pounds while watching Dr. Syd's infomercials from the comfort of your couch by simply ingesting shrew droppings. A better you with the power of poo!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/R_KN21ZdOfI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5UPhG2FT7j4/s1600-h/VitPimage.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/R_KN21ZdOfI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5UPhG2FT7j4/s400/VitPimage.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184362094243166706" border="0" /><br /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8414428525116518213-6463466871819548362?l=trulyawful.blogspot.com'/></div>Bretthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04124246801637426143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414428525116518213.post-52204738395854484422008-02-14T13:22:00.000-08:002008-12-10T10:05:54.074-08:00Larry The Cable Guy ChocolatesWell Valentines is upon us and that can only mean one thing......<br /><br />Yes you guessed it cheap waxy chocolates in a heart shaped box bearing the face of Americas favorite one joke comedian.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/R7Sz5BTOTRI/AAAAAAAAAGA/PbCRGmDC1KE/s1600-h/DSC01837.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/R7Sz5BTOTRI/AAAAAAAAAGA/PbCRGmDC1KE/s400/DSC01837.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166952464683781394" border="0" /></a>To me the tag line "Git-R-Done" in the context of Valentines conjures images of trailer park sex where phrases like "Daddy's home" and "pass the Cheetos, this gonna take a spell" serve as pillow talk and foreplay consists of unscrewing the Vaseline.<br /><br />My little Valentine made a special trip to Walmart to ensure that we at Truly Awful could send you all a special Valentines greeting .<br /><br />thank you Christy ....<br /><br />I love you<br /><br />and yes there is petroleum jelly in your future.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8414428525116518213-5220473839585448442?l=trulyawful.blogspot.com'/></div>Bretthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04124246801637426143noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414428525116518213.post-27718537031012852482008-02-11T14:07:00.000-08:002008-12-10T10:05:54.862-08:00Pee & Poo Plush ToysFINALLY!!!!!<br />Kids love plush toys and they love pee and poo..... like chocolate and peanut butter these two things where just destined to wind up in the same box (Oh shut it! You know what I mean.)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/R7C3iBTOTOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/LSPBmt0PAVo/s1600-h/2740.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/R7C3iBTOTOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/LSPBmt0PAVo/s400/2740.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165830567686458594" border="0" /></a>But it is so much more then just stuffed toys. The Pee &amp; Poo line includes T-shirts, socks, key chains and of course underwear.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/R7C-2RTOTPI/AAAAAAAAAFw/fOVbX-R5HTI/s1600-h/116.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/R7C-2RTOTPI/AAAAAAAAAFw/fOVbX-R5HTI/s400/116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165838612160204018" border="0" /></a>Hey folks Valentines day is coming and everyone knows red hearts are so passe. Why not let your sweetie know how you feel with a love poem scribbled under a stinky rainbow .<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/R7DBiBTOTQI/AAAAAAAAAF4/7U7OnakrNVA/s1600-h/144.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/R7DBiBTOTQI/AAAAAAAAAF4/7U7OnakrNVA/s400/144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165841562802736386" border="0" /></a>Do not believe for even one second that I think of Pee &amp; Poo as awful! I adore them and you can rest assured that if I have anything to say about it all of my nieces and nephews will drift off to dream land with finger paint stained digits clasped firmly around the fuzzy waste product of their choice.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Explore the world of Pee and Poo for yourself and send a Pee and Poo e-card by visiting: </span><a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.peeandpoo.com/">www.peeandpoo.com</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8414428525116518213-2771853703101285248?l=trulyawful.blogspot.com'/></div>Bretthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04124246801637426143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414428525116518213.post-10212618065658170052008-02-06T10:11:00.000-08:002008-12-10T10:05:55.059-08:00Raw Female<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/R6n4pmmQFuI/AAAAAAAAAj8/kHZx_laQrEk/s1600-h/rawfemale.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/R6n4pmmQFuI/AAAAAAAAAj8/kHZx_laQrEk/s400/rawfemale.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163931841376294626" border="0" /></a>Robert Berry at <a href="http://retrocrush.com">Retrocrush.com</a> found some Raw Female. Anyone have any good recipes! I've no idea how to cook this stuff. The Natural Foods Co-op where this chick is being sold also carries intelligence, patience, arousal, all in convenient pill form. Sheesh. Try a little skepticism ya new age freaks.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8414428525116518213-1021261806565817005?l=trulyawful.blogspot.com'/></div>KLJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07518406972256513476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414428525116518213.post-80290945582771721632008-02-02T08:50:00.000-08:002008-12-10T10:05:55.181-08:00Cheeseburger In A Can<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/R6SfXGmQFsI/AAAAAAAAAjs/N8YxZcqrgpY/s1600-h/cheeserburger_in_a_can.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/R6SfXGmQFsI/AAAAAAAAAjs/N8YxZcqrgpY/s400/cheeserburger_in_a_can.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162426292130289346" border="0" /></a><br />I found this via Liv Moe's blog. It is now my mission in life to have Brett eat one. The product is available from <a href="http://www.trekking-mahlzeiten.de/trekking-mahlzeiten-online-shop/produkte/Zwischenmahlzeiten_507/Cheeseburger_in_der_Dose_4641.html">this German site</a> and is apparently marketed for campers. Why do I get the feeling it doesn't come out of the can looking like the picture? Anybody speak German? I've got to find the contact information and get one sent to a certain garden gnome in Los Angeles.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8414428525116518213-8029094558277172163?l=trulyawful.blogspot.com'/></div>KLJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07518406972256513476noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414428525116518213.post-82850470327038950552007-12-17T13:39:00.000-08:002008-12-10T10:05:55.562-08:00Two Ginger Bread Girls, One Cup...<span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">and one happy gingerbread man</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">.</span><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/RhXQF68eQCI/AAAAAAAAABk/Hih2gRQcLmg/s1600-h/ginger_bread_porn.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050171357306699810" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 285px; cursor: pointer; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/RhXQF68eQCI/AAAAAAAAABk/Hih2gRQcLmg/s320/ginger_bread_porn.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Thanks to K.M. Meenie for bringing this to our attention. Apparently Nik from <a href="http://killeverything.blogspot.com/2006/12/gingerbread-porn.html">Kill Everything</a> was doing a bit of Christmas shopping when he spotted this little gem.<br /><br />The more you look at it the more wrong it is. There was no price tag but Nik knows a good thing when he sees one and so he made for the register with his treasure ready to pay any price.<br /><br />The cashier, no doubt full of holiday cheer, and those of you who've worked retail during the holidays know what a cheery thing <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/RhXQGK8eQDI/AAAAAAAAABs/DIgOiXFCcUE/s1600-h/ginger_bread_porn_2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050171361601667122" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 283px; cursor: pointer; height: 227px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/RhXQGK8eQDI/AAAAAAAAABs/DIgOiXFCcUE/s320/ginger_bread_porn_2.jpg" border="0" /></a>that is with the pushy customers and Hall and Oats' version of Jingle Bell Rock blastin' all day, ack, gives me flashbacks just thinking about, anyway this cashier grabs two similar items and goes with the lowest price, Fifty Cents! My God! It's like scoring the Mona Lisa for a nickel.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/RhXQGK8eQEI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Ya_gXdbFlB4/s1600-h/ginger_bread_porn_3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050171361601667138" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/RhXQGK8eQEI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Ya_gXdbFlB4/s320/ginger_bread_porn_3.jpg" border="0" /></a>One ginger stud enjoys a bit of erotic food play with a couple of hot ginger chicas and he's might happy about it. Look at how damn happy he is about it. That is one happy, gingerbread man.<br /><br />Of course, this might be three ladies. Once a ginger person is naked they're pretty androgynous, unless my cousin Thomas the pervert is baking them but I don't think they let him bake where he is.<br /><br />This looks like a mass produced item, and I gotta tell you, I want one. If anyone out there can find us one for our collection it will be a Merry Christmas indeed.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8414428525116518213-8285047032703895055?l=trulyawful.blogspot.com'/></div>KLJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07518406972256513476noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414428525116518213.post-75835498492833865682007-12-12T21:38:00.000-08:002008-12-10T10:05:55.956-08:00Court Case Aerosol SprayJohny law got ya down?<br /><br />Were you arrested for crossing state lines in a stolen car with 14 pounds of marijuana and an unlicensed hand gun.....<br /><br />I know it may seem hopeless my friend but there is an answer.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Farmacia Million Dollar</span>'s staff of "aerosol espiritual" experts have put the scent back in innocent. One whiff and the judge will say "that smells like a free man."<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/R2DPHfd1pXI/AAAAAAAAAFY/rdDSXkYLywM/s1600-h/DSCN0439.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/R2DPHfd1pXI/AAAAAAAAAFY/rdDSXkYLywM/s400/DSCN0439.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143338502069790066" border="0" /></a><br />I found this little gem a few weeks back in a downtown Los Angeles farmacia. Our beloved court case spray was nestled in with uneven rows of aerosols claiming to do everything from remove curses to make your man submit to you.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/R2DPVPd1pYI/AAAAAAAAAFg/WKG-OrRivVY/s1600-h/DSCN0442.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/R2DPVPd1pYI/AAAAAAAAAFg/WKG-OrRivVY/s400/DSCN0442.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143338738292991362" border="0" /></a>Sorry Keith I know you go on trial next week for pressing your butt checks to the tinted windows of a gubernatorial motorcade but the USPS forbids sending aerosol cans through the mail so you will have to try and to get by on your charm and good looks.<br /><br />In other words; I'll come see you in jail.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8414428525116518213-7583549849283386568?l=trulyawful.blogspot.com'/></div>Bretthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04124246801637426143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414428525116518213.post-53759928338779824652007-11-28T10:08:00.000-08:002008-12-10T10:05:56.121-08:00Dirty Words Only<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/R02urkCI3tI/AAAAAAAAAgc/lhgHeVXmcNs/s1600-h/NWA_cover_400px.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 271px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/R02urkCI3tI/AAAAAAAAAgc/lhgHeVXmcNs/s320/NWA_cover_400px.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137954813329858258" border="0" /></a>Who could even attempt to argue with me when I say that NWA is one of the best hip hop acts of all time? I mean, hell, we got EZ-E, Dre and Ice Cube all from this one band.<br />So, what I present now will be truly awful to some, but it's truly wonderful to me, and quite hilarious as well.<br /><br />Some fine fellow took the now legendary Straight Outta Compton and edited out everything but the words that would earn it it's "Explicit Content" label.<br /><br />If you're an immature simp like I am you will delight in hearing the amazing string of obscenities without any of those pesky polite words getting in your way.<br /><br /><a href="http://ni9e.com/nwa.php">Click here</a> to enjoy it for yourself.<br /><br />And do check back soon. Coming up: Boiled Peanuts, 5o Year Old Biscuits and some Aerosol madness.<br /><br />Subscribe to: <a href="http://trulyawful.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default">Posts (Atom)</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8414428525116518213-5375992833877982465?l=trulyawful.blogspot.com'/></div>KLJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07518406972256513476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414428525116518213.post-35342131269285319932007-10-31T10:15:00.000-07:002008-12-10T10:05:57.014-08:00Worst Halloween Costumes from RetroCrush.com<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/RyixycG3nTI/AAAAAAAAAeo/EOBpxCsGrVY/s1600-h/costume_village_people.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/RyixycG3nTI/AAAAAAAAAeo/EOBpxCsGrVY/s320/costume_village_people.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127543655857888562" border="0" /></a>Our buddy Robert at Retrocrush has up a great collection of awful costumes of the sort the less fortunate kids had to wear when I was growing up in the 70s.<br /><br />I've picked my three favorites here, but there're plenty more worth checking out at <a href="http://retrocrush.buzznet.com/costumes/">RetroCrush.com</a><br /><br />First up, <span style="font-weight: bold;">The Leather Man from the Village People</span>. I was so innocent when The Village People first appeared. It never once occurred to me that they were gay. What could possibly be gay about cops and sailors and cowboys and Indians and construction guys and... um... leather men?<br /><br />I can't imagine any kid wanting to be <span style="font-weight: bold;">Tattoo from Fantasy Island</span>. Of course, I can't imagine Tattoo wearing <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/RyixzcG3nUI/AAAAAAAAAew/ay-mP3G-Trg/s1600-h/costume_fantasy_island.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/RyixzcG3nUI/AAAAAAAAAew/ay-mP3G-Trg/s320/costume_fantasy_island.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127543673037757762" border="0" /></a>a tux with his own picture on it either. How bad is a costume when it needs to announce in print what it is?<br /><br />For the record my mom made us great costumes from scratch and would never send us out in one of these plastic jobbies. She seemed to view it as child abuse to let a kid be seen in one of these. If only we'd known they'd someday be collector's items.<br />My favorite costumes made for me by mom: Ghostbuster (not Sexy Ghostbuster, just Ghostbuster) Cowardly Lion (won some contests with that one) and my favorite- DEVO (my mom didn't realize that once I got to school I would use Vaseline to make my hair look plastic. Getting Vaseline out of long 70's hair = no fun.)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/Ryixz8G3nVI/AAAAAAAAAe4/tHJRcWZrbHw/s1600-h/costume_asteroids.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/Ryixz8G3nVI/AAAAAAAAAe4/tHJRcWZrbHw/s320/costume_asteroids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127543681627692370" border="0" /></a><br />The <span style="font-weight: bold;">Asteroids</span> costume just begged for abuse, after all, what is the object of the video game? Shoot the asteroids. And in my neighborhood rubber band guns were ALMOST as popular as video games. Come to think of it, BB guns were fairly common as well.<br /><br />These cheap plastic costumes seem to have disappeared in this country. I wonder if you can still find 'em anywhere? I'd love to be myself some Halloween, with a plastic mask of me and a plastic costume with my own face and name printed on it.<br /><br />Happy Halloween everyone. And thanks <a href="http://retrocrush.com/"><span style="font-weight: bold;">RetroCrush</span></a> for continuing to be such a great source of awfulness from the past.<br /><a href="http://trulyawful.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default"><br /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8414428525116518213-3534213126928531993?l=trulyawful.blogspot.com'/></div>KLJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07518406972256513476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414428525116518213.post-29544660230369155872007-10-26T12:06:00.000-07:002008-12-10T10:05:58.855-08:00PB&J M.R.E.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/RyJwk0qnPEI/AAAAAAAAAEI/XnwoRRVCOl8/s1600-h/DSCN0284.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/RyJwk0qnPEI/AAAAAAAAAEI/XnwoRRVCOl8/s400/DSCN0284.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125783103816023106" border="0" /></a>Often as I am walking down the street with my girlfriend I am met with looks that say "how did this happen..... How did an unwashed little troll land such a gorgeous creature?"<br /><br />It has been said that the way to a man's heart is through his stomach. I find the afore mentioned path in women leads in to their pants.<br />Christy has yet to notice the vast disparity in our physical appearance because she is so distracted by the treats I arrange on her plate, today's lunch for expample; a seitan "meat" loaf sandwich on toasted handmade whole wheat bread with pan fried artichokes cooked in garlic infused olive oil and a baby kiwi salad. That's what she is eating, I however am eating a 7 year old peanut butter and jelly pocket.<br />A few weeks back Keith gifted me a M.R.E. (military issue Meal Ready To Eat) and I have to admit I was pleased that I would not have to find shelf space for this latest installment of awful. The simpatico of being handed some crap and actually processing it into crap really appealed to me, but now faced with actually eating the thing I have to admit I am a bit horrified.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Round 1</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/RyJwz0qnPFI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/tFk7FXy3MJ0/s1600-h/DSCN0339.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/RyJwz0qnPFI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/tFk7FXy3MJ0/s400/DSCN0339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125783361514060882" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Ergo Drink; Fruit Punch Flavor</span><br /><br />I love that it is "intended to improve endurance" . Way to set the bar low.<br /><br />This wasn't bad, kinda tasted like fruit punch, but honestly how hard do you have to work to blow powdered sugar water.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Round 2</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Fortified Cran-Raspberry Hooah Bar</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/RyJxbkqnPHI/AAAAAAAAAEg/9OaoDZ0N2kE/s1600-h/DSCN0274.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/RyJxbkqnPHI/AAAAAAAAAEg/9OaoDZ0N2kE/s400/DSCN0274.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125784044413860978" border="0" /></a>This seemed to be the most sinister of the food items. While I have never eaten a peanut butter and jelly pocket before, I am pretty clear on what it is. What the hell is a hooah?<br /><br />To me it sounds like a childish reference to female genitalia and adding the word fortified evokes images of mid evil chastity devices. Toss hybridized fruit in to the mix and press it in to bar form... well you can see why I was concerned. Truth is it was actually pretty good. It was a bit work to chew the leathery mass of fruit but thankfully I had my Ergo Drink intending to help me persist.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Round 3</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Peanut Butter &amp; Jelly Pocket</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/RyJy2kqnPJI/AAAAAAAAAEw/UDjMdUqgEr0/s1600-h/DSCN0317.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/RyJy2kqnPJI/AAAAAAAAAEw/UDjMdUqgEr0/s400/DSCN0317.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125785607781956754" border="0" /></a>Printed on the label are the words "June 2000". This scares the hell out of me. Is this the date it was made or the date it expired?<br /><br />This thing was made or went bad when I was in my 20's. I decide to let Syd check it out and as soon as he gets near it he tears a chunk out of the side and begins devouring it ravenously. This makes me feel a bit better until I consider that you don't get to be a 23 pound cat by being a picky eater and that my 7 year old sandwich was now covered in cat drool.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/RyJy-0qnPKI/AAAAAAAAAE4/yBaPR6L63UY/s1600-h/DSCN0319.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/RyJy-0qnPKI/AAAAAAAAAE4/yBaPR6L63UY/s400/DSCN0319.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125785749515877538" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Let me state for the<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/RyJxsUqnPII/AAAAAAAAAEo/fQxD_fmmW_M/s1600-h/DSCN0277.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/RyJxsUqnPII/AAAAAAAAAEo/fQxD_fmmW_M/s400/DSCN0277.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125784332176669826" border="0" /></a> record that is about the worst thing I have ever eaten. The peanut butter was d<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/RyJzI0qnPLI/AAAAAAAAAFA/TeZPW-tjIEU/s1600-h/DSCN0322.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/RyJzI0qnPLI/AAAAAAAAAFA/TeZPW-tjIEU/s400/DSCN0322.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125785921314569394" border="0" /></a>ry and chalky and the jelly had retreated in to the bread giving it the texture of a freshly used kleenex.<br /><br />mmmmmm............ just like mom used to make, if she hated you<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/RyJz4EqnPMI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4RUNDxEWCIk/s1600-h/DSCN0291.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/RyJz4EqnPMI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4RUNDxEWCIk/s400/DSCN0291.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125786733063388354" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">Round 4</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Shortbread Cookie</span><br /><br />I have an affinity for short bread cookies and its not the fancy ones I like either. So you can only imagine my delight as I wrestled one of my favorite gas station treats form the drab brown wrapper.<br /><br />Tragically the years had been hard on these poor cookies and nearly a decade of standing ready to assist in the defense of our nation had reduced them to dust.<br /><br />Nothing a little American ingenuity wouldn't fix<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/RyJ0AEqnPNI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wOozYELVTfM/s1600-h/DSCN0294.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/RyJ0AEqnPNI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wOozYELVTfM/s400/DSCN0294.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125786870502341842" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">God Bless America!</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/RyJtt0qnPAI/AAAAAAAAADo/ey5KPhZPUgI/s1600-h/DSCN0296.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/RyJtt0qnPAI/AAAAAAAAADo/ey5KPhZPUgI/s400/DSCN0296.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125779959899962370" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8414428525116518213-2954466023036915587?l=trulyawful.blogspot.com'/></div>Bretthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04124246801637426143noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414428525116518213.post-53350825449618490722007-10-21T09:23:00.000-07:002008-12-10T10:05:59.863-08:00Sexy Freddy<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/Rxt-ufyTuAI/AAAAAAAAAeY/hNuyzuryKHk/s1600-h/onion_halloween_costumes_women.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/Rxt-ufyTuAI/AAAAAAAAAeY/hNuyzuryKHk/s200/onion_halloween_costumes_women.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123828338335660034" border="0" /></a>The Onion has a great graphic of The Top Halloween Costumes for women 18-34. Sexy French Maid, Sexy Cat, etc. Funny stuff and so spot on. When I saw the ad for a sexy Freddy costume I realized that real life is even more ridiculous than The Onion's parody. My god, it had to be a joke, right?<br /><br />Nope. Further investigation revealed it to be true. As if anyone needed or <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/Rxt-QvyTt8I/AAAAAAAAAd4/1uciFFV5y4w/s1600-h/sexy_freddy_ad.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/Rxt-QvyTt8I/AAAAAAAAAd4/1uciFFV5y4w/s320/sexy_freddy_ad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123827827234551746" border="0" /></a>wanted a sexed up Freddy. What's next, Sexy Garden Slug? This is NOT a case of two great tastes that taste great together.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/Rxt-Q_yTt9I/AAAAAAAAAeA/0K0mkjhy1Fg/s1600-h/freddy_adult.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/Rxt-Q_yTt9I/AAAAAAAAAeA/0K0mkjhy1Fg/s320/freddy_adult.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123827831529519058" border="0" /></a>I was messed up plenty by having to come to terms with Sexy Bugs Bunny when I was a kid. Yeah, that rabbit could be quite alluring in drag. What will happen to today's impressionable young minds when they have to confront a sexually appealing Freddy Krueger?<br /><br />I immediately went about searching <a href="http://www.buycostumes.com/Category/126/45/4294966949/results1.aspx">buycostumes.com</a> to see what other ridiculousness I'd find there. (Yeah, I always have good "research" excuses when I'm looking at busty women in skimpy outfits online.)<br /><br />I found sexy versions of children's fairy tails, sexy Indians (always modeled by Caucasian ladies) and sexy cop complimented by sexy corrupt cop. It's like the Onion gag was used as inspiration.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/Rxt-RPyTt-I/AAAAAAAAAeI/TbCQg-btHK0/s1600-h/sexy_ghostbuster.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/Rxt-RPyTt-I/AAAAAAAAAeI/TbCQg-btHK0/s320/sexy_ghostbuster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123827835824486370" border="0" /></a>Now the only thing I want cruelly thrust into my already bizarre sexual ID less than Freddy Krueger is perhaps Bill Murray. But, there it is. The sexy Ghost Buster: NOOOOOO! Make it stop! And why is Nicole Richey modeling for a costume website? Has the pregnancy lowered her marketability that much?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/Rxt-RPyTt_I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/eaFt2Xf3hpo/s1600-h/sexy_ghostbuster_rear.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/Rxt-RPyTt_I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/eaFt2Xf3hpo/s320/sexy_ghostbuster_rear.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123827835824486386" border="0" /></a>Of course, the silver lining to this acid rain cloud is the fact that I can buy one of these little outfits for Brett and make him wear it.<br /><br />Ah Halloween, you shall remain my favorite holiday after all.<br /><br />Subscribe to: <a href="http://trulyawful.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default">Posts (Atom)</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8414428525116518213-5335082544961849072?l=trulyawful.blogspot.com'/></div>KLJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07518406972256513476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414428525116518213.post-38486795772019984692007-10-17T12:54:00.000-07:002008-12-10T10:06:00.739-08:00Osama-rama<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/RxZosfyTt4I/AAAAAAAAAdY/etwG2C51Cs8/s1600-h/bin_laden_lighter.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122396739836557186" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/RxZosfyTt4I/AAAAAAAAAdY/etwG2C51Cs8/s320/bin_laden_lighter.gif" border="0" /></a>What? And you thought that we Americans, with our Ayatollah is an Ass-a-hola t-shirts, our "Fuck Justice, I want Revenge" bumper stickers and our <a href="http://trulyawful.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-fourth-of-july.html">patriotic doggy chew toys</a>, had a monopoly on this kind of tackiness. No way.<br /><br /><div>This first small lighter with Osama's image in raised chrome and a little diagram of the impending attack gets even better (or worse) when you open the lid. Yes, the red spot marking the planes contact point with the building lights up. At this point you've got some seriously world class awful, but we're not done yet. The thing plays a loud, electronic loop of Mozart! <a href="http://www.atimes.com/atimes/Southeast_Asia/GF03Ae01.html">Read more about it here.</a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/RxZotvyTt5I/AAAAAAAAAdg/VOF2iuRzjfw/s1600-h/bin_laden_lighter_large.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122396761311393682" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: right; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/RxZotvyTt5I/AAAAAAAAAdg/VOF2iuRzjfw/s320/bin_laden_lighter_large.jpg" border="0" /></a>Of course, we need a coffee table version of the Osama lighter. What stylish hideout would be complete with out this? You would expect that the buildings would burst into flames to light your cigar, but no, Osama's head actually catches on fire leading me to wonder just who the target <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/RxZovvyTt6I/AAAAAAAAAdo/V1OrjqjFz_c/s1600-h/bin_laden_lighter_large_above.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122396795671132066" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/RxZovvyTt6I/AAAAAAAAAdo/V1OrjqjFz_c/s320/bin_laden_lighter_large_above.jpg" border="0" /></a>audience is for this one. <a href="http://www.terrorism101.org/archive/bin_laden_lighters.html">Read more about it here. </a><br /></div><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Now of course, lighters are not the only item catering to the Osama as hero market. In fact he's been given an honor that I've previously seen bestowed upon Santa Clause and <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/RxZvIfyTt7I/AAAAAAAAAdw/HRHhwYLtgzU/s1600-h/bin_laden_dancing_doll.gif"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/RxZvIfyTt7I/AAAAAAAAAdw/HRHhwYLtgzU/s320/bin_laden_dancing_doll.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122403817942661042" border="0" /></a>James Brown. Yes, he has his own singing and dancing Osama doll.<br />I would do most anything to know the lyrics to the song it sings.<br /><br />The next time <a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/usa/story/0,,2193200,00.html">China complains about our friendliness with the Dalai Lama</a> we should ask about this little gem which was made in China, presumably in a state run factory. But they also make a singing, dancing American bomb squad hero doll so it all balances out yeah?<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><a href="http://trulyawful.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default">Subscribe</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8414428525116518213-3848679577201998469?l=trulyawful.blogspot.com'/></div>KLJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07518406972256513476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414428525116518213.post-12924514978474000302007-10-16T13:47:00.000-07:002007-11-02T15:02:51.450-07:00Truly Awful Google SearchesThe following are terms that, when googled, have landed people at our page...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">monkey bar sex position</span> (I like Monkeys. I like sex. This sounds win/win)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Why Mommy Is a Democrat </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">every sex position in the world </span>(Every position?! Even Monkey Bar?)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">clock penis</span> ( we're #1 for Clock Penis)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">sex position course</span> (higher learning at it's highest?)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Sexual Positions pictures</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">sexual positions the game </span>(beats pictionary hands down (and legs up, knees bent, wrists just so, back arched this way))<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">wishing well store</span> (I doubt the store is very happy that we come up on the 1st Page)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">wishing well stores, Sacramento </span>(even further up on 1st page)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Testicals In Mouth</span> (I was most surprised to discover that we’re number THREE for testicals in mouth!!)<br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Update October 17, 2007</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">awful hygiene India </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">awful sex gifts </span>(Awful sex is the gift that keeps on giving)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">penis clock</span> (#2)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">clock with penis hands </span>(I should really see about going into the penis clock business)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">sex position- dragon turn</span> (Not in <a href="http://trulyawful.blogspot.com/2007/06/erotic-sexual-positions-from-around.html">the book</a>)<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Update October 18, 2007</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">penis+alarm clock</span> (Every day, some variation)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">missionary sex position pictures </span>(I hope they found what they were looking for on this here educational site)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">testical toys</span> (Wow, we're on the first page!)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">sex position pyramid</span> (We're #1 for Sex Position Pyramid!)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">fried bull testicals </span>(We're #1 for Fried Bull Testicals!)<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Update October 22, 2007</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">sexual positions for older folks</span> (I picture a cute old couple searching together on date night (much more fun than prune night). I sure hope they didn't attempt the pyramid)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">putting testicals in ass </span>(We're number one AND number two on this one. Um, I guess I'm proud)<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Update October 23, 2007</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">kids cocktails</span> (This may frighten me more than any other search)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">sexy ghostbuster costume<br />sexy freddy costume </span>(so glad we could be of service)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">missionary versus rear entry position</span> (in the battle of the century)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">awful sex</span> (that's my favorite kind too)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">easy sexual positions</span> (talk about lazy)<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Update October 25, 2007</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">the awful penis </span>(from a foreign language google site, foreign to me I mean)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">pictures rabbit +testicals </span>(actually a Yahoo search this time, I do hope they found what they found what they were needing)<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Update October 26, 2007</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">buildings with sex position statues </span>(I don't know either)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">sex positions for shy people </span>(This may be the custest of all the searches)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">how to fuck up your testicals </span>(I hope we were able to help)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">sex positions on a bus </span>(aka sex position for not shy people)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">fellatio around the world </span>(YAY)<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Update October 27, 2007</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">testicals I heart you photo </span>(???)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">dog toy penis</span> (don't encourage your dog to view that shape as good for chewing)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">sex positions with people </span>(yeah, I guess that is a good qualification)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">unicorn sex position</span> (YES!!!!)<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Update November 2, 2007</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">peanut butter and testicals </span>(we're #2, #1 is connectingsingles.com, what do you like on your toast?)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">hillary Clinton Pezz Dispensor </span>(you've got your testical in peanut butter, you've got your peanut butter on my testical... mmmmmm!)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">space monkey sex position dolls </span>(that just rules)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">rope and teticals </span>(So now it's this list of searches that's turning up in strange searches)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">monkey statue penis </span>(today is all about random combinations of words)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">colonoscopy erotic </span>(I've had one and erotic it was not)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">dog scarf </span>(not so strange but fun to say, dog scarf, yeah, I like that, I think I'll name my first kid that, Dog Scarf Jensen)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8414428525116518213-1292451497847400030?l=trulyawful.blogspot.com'/></div>KLJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07518406972256513476noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414428525116518213.post-22758753928717912282007-10-07T21:00:00.000-07:002008-12-10T10:06:00.860-08:00Clown Beer Club Sign<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/Rwms9GBPCqI/AAAAAAAAADg/K2kPBdKZvm4/s1600-h/DSCN0081.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/Rwms9GBPCqI/AAAAAAAAADg/K2kPBdKZvm4/s400/DSCN0081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118812617071069858" border="0" /></a>Behold I give you the holy grail......<br /><br />I recently moved from Hollywood to downtown LA, which you may or might know is the epicenter of crap for North America. One block from my new home is the historic Toy District where from cramped booths merchants peddle everything from truck mud flaps to religious themed figurines. No lie I bought a wallet made from "genuine Indian leather"(just think about it for a second.)<br /><br />There is no shortage of real gems in the Toy District however I do believe I have found the apex of awful in the Beer Club neon clown sign. What in the high holy hell kind of club would you find this sign hanging in? Clown bar? A Pub catering to alcoholic 7 year olds?<br /><br />I looked at the clown longer, and when I started to feel like he was flirting with me I decided it was time to go home. I mean, if he still feels the same later, when he's sober, we can talk.<br /><br />So is this beauty going to be hanging in the Jensen rumpus room?....<br /><br />I would have normally, sadly thought No. With it's price tag of $190 it is a bit out of my usual range, however it does occur to me that Mr. Jensen and his lovely (and evil) girlfriend Bryna have a wedding coming up. Such an occasion does require something special. Hmmmm?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8414428525116518213-2275875392871791228?l=trulyawful.blogspot.com'/></div>Bretthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04124246801637426143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414428525116518213.post-76319881714123644272007-09-13T10:11:00.000-07:002008-12-10T10:06:01.349-08:00Deep Fried Bull Balls<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/RumkW0ayjkI/AAAAAAAAADQ/T6ZQrvfMAFI/s1600-h/DSC01793.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/RumkW0ayjkI/AAAAAAAAADQ/T6ZQrvfMAFI/s400/DSC01793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109795964163624514" border="0" /></a>Roughly half way between Sacramento and Los Angeles is a place I and many others refer to as "Cowshawitz".<br /><br />From the eastern side of the freeway stretches out an expanse of dark brush free earth, steal fences and thousands of head of cattle. The sight of these animals is enough to make even the most avid of meat eaters consider a salad for lunch.<br /><br />The most striking thing about this stretch of the I-5 freeway is the smell. If you have traveled this sprawling interstate more then once you learn to roll up your windows and close your vents long before you<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/RumkjkayjlI/AAAAAAAAADY/ur_xkxpbBSs/s1600-h/DSC01794.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Br7p-0GLtdQ/RumkjkayjlI/AAAAAAAAADY/ur_xkxpbBSs/s400/DSC01794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109796183206956626" border="0" /></a> reach Coalinga (the home of Cowshawitz).<br /><br /> Nestled in to the cloud of bovine fecal dust is the Harris Ranch Steak House, and where Keith and Bryna decided to stop on there most recent trip to the southland. Do they pick me up a fine cut of beef? Why no; They bring me a plastic container filled with deep fried bull testicals artfully laid out on a bed of lettuce.<br /><br />For the record I had never envisioned putting testicals in my mouth for any reason other then ensuring my safety in lock up but in my mouth they went.<br />What do deep fried bull balls, aka Prarie Oysters, taste like? Well they taste like pretty much anything you deep fry.<br /><br />Would I have them again? No not because eating genitals is disgusting but rather because to this day my girlfriend has a hard time kissing me.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8414428525116518213-7631988171412364427?l=trulyawful.blogspot.com'/></div>Bretthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04124246801637426143noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414428525116518213.post-34000651940993172252007-08-21T09:17:00.000-07:002008-12-10T10:06:01.443-08:00Hands Bikini<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/RssQUbj1VUI/AAAAAAAAAbg/rgboXRxJ7No/s1600-h/hands_bikini.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/RssQUbj1VUI/AAAAAAAAAbg/rgboXRxJ7No/s320/hands_bikini.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101188946108699970" /></a>Christy Lynn sends this bit o' awful. Christy writes: "Not sure if this qualifies as Truly Awful, but it is scary!"<br />Um, how can you possible doubt the truly awfulness of this? In fact, with this on the site we should go register the URL www.trulytrulytrulyawfulstuff.com. Thanks.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8414428525116518213-3400065194099317225?l=trulyawful.blogspot.com'/></div>KLJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07518406972256513476noreply@blogger.com2