Mr. T doesn’t need no science or no brain pressure reliever. Mr. T can bring children out of comas by just going to their rooms. See exhibit T, a boy who was unlucky enough to fall into a coma some time in the mid-1980s. All I had to do is go to his hotel room, say some words, close the curtains, and by the time I was walking out of the hospital the kid was out of his coma! How did they know this kid was a fan of Mr. Me? Because whenever my name came up, his arm twitched! That’s how! What did you think? Don’t ask questions you already know the answer to. I’m Mr. T, and I bring kids out of comas! *Grunt* [Yahoo]
John Long, a man, really misses his foreskin. This is why Mr. Long bought the TLC Tugger, a lampshade-like device that’s made to pull a faux-foreskin out of shaft skin. You stick your member into the lampshade-like connector and tie the other end to your thigh, which then tugs on your shaft skin the entire day. Does this gadget actually work? Beats us.
There’s actually four pages of this article talking about how men are using gadgets like the TLC tugger to “restore” their foreskin, but we’ll leave the wonder of discovery up to you readers. [HoustonPress] More »
I don’t know how you make this posing pouch, the epitome of flawless taste, actually moo – and I’m not sure I want to know either. More »
For whatever stereotypes may have existed about women talking on the phone (which, incidentally, were always true in my household, growing up with an older sister while doing my best to phone-mac on the ladies myself)—are untrue as applied to cellphones.
According to a recent Father’s Day survey by AT&T of 1,000 people, men are using an average of 458 minutes a month, while women are consuming a mere 453 minutes during the same time. Of course, the finding also imply that men are talking more to other men during this time, because otherwise the numbers would be equal—which just further asserts stereotypes that women hate other women. – Mark Wilson
It’s a good thing the Jingle Jugs wasn’t out when David Brent was still working for Wernham Hogg, otherwise the women in that workplace would really have had something to complain about. There’s not much to this gadget once you boil it down to its essentials: a pair of singing, vibrating tits for $49. Which is enough for us. – Jason Chen
Product Page [Jingle Jugs via Slashgear]
