Tag Archives: stupid products

So glad I didn’t receive these gifts for Christmas…

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There really are some horrible products for sale, and my Facebook algorithm is going to make sure I see each and every one of them.

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You think those flowers are pretty…. but they’re not your average blooms. Don’t believe me? Click on the pic and enlarge it, but be warned.

What is seen cannot be unseen.

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I was never tempted to give my mother the gift of mildly offensive genitalia, but hey. Whatever floats your boat.

Floral penises not tempting enough? I got your back.

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Literally in this case.

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I doubt ‘eating ass’ needed a new meaning, but there you have it.

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Why do these things exist?

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I’m not a religious person and have never felt the need to display a Nativity scene in our home. And while I have no idea how (or even if) the Andean people celebrate Christmas…

I’m going to go out on a limb and guess it’s not from inside a guinea pig’s gut.

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Yet this product exists.

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If I have any Andean readers? Please explain.

Another item for which I can find no rational explanation?

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This:

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Fishing for Floaters.

Coming to a bathroom near you.

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P.S. The best part about sharing that first product? Being able to tag ‘guinea pig Jesus’ .

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Explanation needed.

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Advertisers will tell you anything to get you to purchase their products, no matter how ridiculous the claim.

Take this one for example….

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Self cleaning sheets.

Please explain how that’s going to work…. because I’m sure a lot of rent by the hour motels would be interested.

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Hip therapy?

I’m sorry, but that looks more like a leather chastity belt to me.

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Someone thought these were a good idea…

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Do I love a good baked potato? Of course… please pass the butter. But do I need someone’s face on my tater?

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I definitely do not.

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Best gift ever? Clearly some people don’t know how to shop.

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Whaaaat?

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Let’s wrap our minds around the idea of someone actually applying for a patent for water soluble panties in a can.

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They’re right. I love cats… but I do not love that. Not even close.

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Do you need one of these?

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Because I know I don’t.

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Lately the man cave/Barn Mahal has been our money sucking box….

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But I agree, that one is much creepier.

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Okay, I admit a yodeling pickle might be a nice screaming goat accompaniment at our bar… but I restrained myself from ordering one.

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Yeah. I can do without that as well.

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Sorry, but there’s not a board game on earth that would make me want to eat my husband’s Uncle Donny.

Nope.

Not happening.

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Things I will never need.

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Would I like a Hermès bag? Sure.

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Would I like a Hermès bag made from fungus? Oddly enough, I would not.

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Say it isn’t so. Good grief… the model doesn’t even look happy.

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On a list of ridiculous things no one needs? This has got to be in the top 5.

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$1,000 a pair!

You might as well wear a sign that says “Yes, I’m a moron. Thanks for noticing”

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Someone thought these were a good idea.

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Miniaturized weaponry?

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Sure, what could go wrong. And advertised for use in school? Even better… though something tells me the teachers Union might not be on board.

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Chin fat? Even if I had it, I doubt I’d be wearing this chamber of horrors device. Why does that woman look happy wearing what amounts to a facial fireplace….

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Good grief. I get enough animal bites from an annoyed Lord Dudley Mountcatten, I don’t need ear nibbling Tyrannosauruses.

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Things I will never need.

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There are times when I run across items that beg the question… why?

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Yeah, we’ve all had a crappy year… but squishing plastic rainbow colored excrement isn’t the solution.

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Let me get this straight, good behavior is rewarded with…. poop? New age parenting is truly beyond my comprehension.

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I like wine. I like butter. I do not think I’d like canned butter wine.

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Is it? Is it really….

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Just… no. I don’t want my toothpaste dispensed from anyone’s butt, giant green ogre or otherwise.

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Products no one needs.

 

I know we’ve all become lazy housebound sods who can’t be bothered to put on pants during the pandemic, but this?

 

 

This is a bridge too far.

The day I’m too lazy to stir my own pan you have permission to slit my throat, fill it with kale and put me out of my misery.

And while I’m all for cocktails?

 

 

 

I have absolutely no intention of sharing my margaritas with llamas.

Nope.

Not happening.

 

 

 

Oh, yeah.

Kitty Hitler looks positively thrilled.

 

 

 

Let’s ponder this for a moment.

Someone thought about, invented, pitched, found investment capital and marketed….. a hammock for fish.

Is this a great country or what!

And finally…. when your dog no longer needs his collar of shame?

 

 

Viola!

You can re-purpose it in the kitchen.

You’re welcome.