What do they label the aisle with the adult diapers? I guess I should go check the next time I’m in the drug store…
Photo courtesy of Miss Fipi Lele.
If they were still making chips with Olestra, the “chips” and “incontinents” aisle would be the same.
I’ve done the occasional Tampa-to-St. Pete commute during peak times, and they can easily stretch…
Anitra and I saw the sticker pictured above on a Model Y Tesla parked outside…
It’s Sunday, and it’s time for another “picdump!” Here are the memes, pictures, and cartoons…
I saw this a couple of weeks ago in Austin at Uncommon Objects, a delightfully…
This stuff makes for amazing fried rice or musubi (a.k.a. “Spam sushi”).
Anitra and I were dropping off a package at the UPS Store on Kennedy when…
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This reminds me of driving through rural upstate New York with an anarchist girl I was in love with that is probably now a lawyer. We were on our way to a Mumia Abu Jamal march in Philadelphia. It was 1998.
We stopped at a gas station, and when we walked in there were some hillbilly types working behind a counter. There was a selection of guns on the door, and the walls were covered in hunting trophies.
They were in a passionate conversation, and one guy says to the other, "Damn niggers want respect, but they are gonna have to earn it." To which the other fellow replies, "Cletus, don't SWEAR when there's a lady in the store." (I admit, I don't remember if his name was Cletus.)
ANYHOW, I bought some "no fat" Pringles and we jumped back in the car, because the woman's washroom had no door. We're driving down the road, and I'm like, "Score! No fat Pringles? America is awesome!" to which my companion says, "Yeah, but you won't shit right for a week."
It was at this very moment that I read the label on the side, which said in 15 point type: MAY CAUSE ANAL LEAKAGE.
I just about yakked and tossed the can out the window on the highway... and I remember clearly that it landed in an existing pile of garbage.