Being a 1950s kid, raised on superhero comics, this has provided me with a lifetime's worth of cackling mirth and innuendo, crammed into a few sweet lunch hours.
What's left of the office (see posts passim) have joined the fun and sprayed their lunches over their monitors.
Go there.
Drink deep from the well of glee.
Much as I'd like to steal every single image from the site, I'll be a good boy and restrict myself to this:
Now there's wrong and there's wrong …But surely, in the long history of wrongness, there has never been anything wronger than this.
Just plain wrong …
Having said that; I want one … eBay here I come …
5 comments:
So, what do you think the toy people and marketing people were thinking when they approved this design? It was a different world. Great little squirt gun. Hope you find one.
Hee hee hee. Oh, hee hee hee. I don't reallyl understand it, hee hee. So you squeeze his willy, and it comes out of HIS mouth? I don't understand. Hee hee hee hee.
Oh, oh, and the BUTT PLUG???? Eeeeeewwww.
If you find more than one, let me know. This would win the Tacky Gift Competition that my friends and I have every year.
Ah yes.
A younger world full of innocent wonder.
As for tacky gifts: back in the seventies I won a box of scented bath salts at a village fête (these things happen) and it's been doing the birthday and Christmas rounds ever since.
I've had it back a couple of times. I think Chris and Jann (drummer and sax player) have it at the moment, but it's bound to rear its fragrant head again …
God, you could do an entire blog with that site as material. Damn those pesky plagiarism rules. SO glad you love it as much as me, dive...and darling, way to shoot so much damn traffic my way. is it christmas allready?? My little baby blog is blooming like a rose.
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