February 25, 2006
What's that funny smell?
A penis in the convenience store microwave? No, not really. I'm not sure which is weirder. via Obscure Store
But I'm pretty sure this says something about either what drug use does to your brain, or the sort of brain that takes drugs in the first place.
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"Giant Eagle, the company that owns Get-Go, says the microwave involved in the incident was immediately removed from service and will be discarded." What kind of idiot is he? Does he have any idea what that would fetch on eBay??
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Lara, you pretty consistently crack me up. I'm guessing that, thanks to your comment, there will be 40 or 50 such microwaves offered on eBay this weekend.
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And where do they get the MBA geniuses that come up with these convenience store names? Around here we have "Kum & Go". Don't believe me?
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I've never had the guts to use a men's restroom at one.
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...inserted urine into a fake penis that the woman was planning to use to pass a drug test. Oh, oh, minda... : ) Now... how was the woman expecting to use it? Show up to the test with the fake penis inside her pants or what?
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mercurious, do you live in Iowa? Or has kum and go branched out to other states?
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I woke up this morning with a bad hangover And my penis was missing again. This happens all the time. It's detachable. This comes in handy a lot of the time. I can leave it home, when I think it's gonna get me in trouble, or I can rent it out, when I don't need it. But now and then I go to a party, get drunk, and the next morning I can't for the life of me remember what I did with it. First I looked around my apartment, and I couldn't find it. So I called up the place where the party was, they hadn't seen it either. I asked them to check the medicine cabinet 'cause for some reason I leave it there sometimes But not this time. So I told them if it pops up to let me know. I called a few people who were at the party, but they were no help either. I was starting to get desperate. I really don't like being without my penis for too long. It makes me feel like less of a man, and I really hate having to sit down every time I take a leak. After a few hours of searching the house, and calling everyone I could think of, I was starting to get very depressed, so I went to the Kiev, and ate breakfast. Then, as I walked down Second Avenue towards St. Mark's Place, where all those people sell used books and other junk on the street, I saw my penis lying on a blanket next to a broken toaster oven. Some guy was selling it. I had to buy it off him. He wanted twenty-two bucks, but I talked him down to seventeen. I took it home, washed it off, and put it back on. I was happy again. Complete. People sometimes tell me I should get it permanently attached, but I don't know. Even though sometimes it's a pain in the ass, I like having a detachable penis.
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Nebraska
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The video to that song made me laugh like a fool everytime I saw it. Ah, good old time MTv...
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From the first link: "It's just the nature of the beast." A beast that needs to detach and microwave it's penis? Aaaahhhhh, save meee....!
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Its, dammit! ITS!