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News you can’t use.

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Because it’s generally more fun than news you can.

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The future of porn is most definitely not in my living room, but this is a judge free zone. What you do with your holodeck is your own business.

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Bad pig… bad.

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For some reason my Facebook feed thought I needed this. At over $10 an inch? I think I’ll pass.

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I’m guessing the people who install the porn holodeck are the target audience here.

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It’s this kind of quality content that makes you glad you read my blog, no?

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Crayon porn?

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Crayons and coloring books. The quintessential accessories of an innocent childhood.

Or not.

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I ask you, does anyone really need Penis Pump Periwinkle?

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This has got to be one of the weirdest things I’ve seen in a while… and I just posted about the Poop Strap.

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Everything is a dildo? I beg to differ….

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Anal Bleach Apricot?

I never colored my fruit trees with that when I was young.

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Not my idea of a palooza.

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The definition of the word palooza is as follows:

The art of throwing a very drunken extravagent party with a plethora of friends. Whoever is throwing the palooza usually adds their name as a prefix to the word …

So when I saw this advertisement the other day? I called foul.

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There’s simply no room for a plethora of anything between those little strings.

Heck, even using the word panty is stretching it.

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Things you probably don’t need.

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Heck, you’ll never need these things…. who am I kidding.

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This is such a stupid useless item, the only thing they could think to put on it is plastic Easter eggs.

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Even the cat is unpleased by this idea.

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Huh?

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I’m glad they showed someone demonstrating this ridiculous product. The fact that’s she’s feeding brass geese adds to the authenticity.

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And just in case you need a larger pot, because sometimes size matters…

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😳

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Miscellaneous silliness.

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Looking for a different topper for your Christmas tree this year?

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How about the Abominable ( but quite cute ) Snowman.

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Can’t say I’m crazy about letting him climb the tree at will….

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But he does make a great addition to that gift of champagne.

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How’s that for a shift in topic? (Spellcheck just changed ‘for’ to ‘fur’. I am not amused.)

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And I thought stupid ad campaigns couldn’t get any stranger.

In other news, we had lunch at a pub the other day called The Depot. It was loud, dark and though our meal was decent, I can’t say I’m in any hurry to go back.

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Especially if I’m in the mood for a Caesar salad.

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And the poop keeps coming.

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Why is everyone so obsessed with poop these days?

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How bad do you have to be to find one of those in your Christmas stocking?

Yes, the classic emoji has its uses …

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But does it need to be flung in a mini slingshot? No. Even with the added incentive of 3 free flying feces.

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Thanks for clearing up the fake versus real controversy. Those outstretched arms and googly eyes might have come from Uncle Harold’s commode. He always was an odd duck.

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I’m going to go out on a limb and say English is not the ad copy writer’s first language. But hey… poop is universal.

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Things I don’t need.

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My Facebook and Apple News algorithms are always coming up with ridiculous products they think I need to purchase.

I’m passing on all three of these.

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#1…. Swimsuit season is not approaching quickly in Maine, unless you count the Polar Bear plunge in February and I’ve never be crazy enough to do that.

#2…. My derrière is awake as it’s ever going to get. No caffeinated butt cream required. 

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No.

Just… no.

While I spoil Lord Dudley Mountcatten far more than my husband thinks I should, even I have limits.

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Do I want to carry around a 28 ounce gelatinous pouch of my own urine? I most assuredly do not.

Also, I spent my teenage years on an island in Maine where there were no public restrooms. I’m completely familiar with pissing in the woods if necessary.

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Products that make me glad I’m old.

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I used to love shopping at Victoria’s Secret when I was younger, not to mention thinner. They always had beautifully sensuous lingerie and a nice selection of comfy pajamas in wonderfully soft fabrics.

Now that I’m a menopausal woman of a certain age, my desire for the secrets of Victoria have waned and I haven’t visited one of the stores in at least a decade.

This is probably why their ad on my Facebook page came as a bit of a surprise. And from the look of the items they’re offering now? I’m actually glad to be 58.

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Seriously, who the Hell would wear this? In my opinion it’s not the least bit attractive, no less sexy. And damn, for $1.98’s worth of electrical tape you could pretty much make one at home.

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And speaking of tape…

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Food and fashion are a bad mix.

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Some things naturally go together. Cookies and milk? Of course. Macaroni and cheese? You know it. Gin and tonic? I’ll bring the limes, cheers!

But fast food and shoes?

No.

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Clearly Madison Avenue was on a 6 martini lunch that day.

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And if that’s not stupid enough?

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Crocs – Ugliest. Shoe. Ever.

And I live in Maine, home of the L.L. Bean boot.

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KFC Crocs?

For the love of God, why.

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