Showing posts with label Dear Men of Washington. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dear Men of Washington. Show all posts
12 February 2009
Vermont Teddy Bears Get You Laid
HEY GUYS!
Worried that you STILL don't have the perfect gift for your lady for that all important holiday of all holidays Valentine's Day?
Want a gift that says "I know you are a girl - but otherwise I'm lost" ?
Or "I don't really love you but still would like you to have sex with me" ?
Or "You're not smart, but I know you like presents" ?
LOOK NO FURTHER: Vermont Teddy Bears.
Watch their ad that has been on loop on MSNBC - a channel that no women watch because our brains are waaay too small to stuff in all that talky political stuff.
Here's the link - don't miss your chance!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Fa41HOJ_iI
Worried that you STILL don't have the perfect gift for your lady for that all important holiday of all holidays Valentine's Day?
Want a gift that says "I know you are a girl - but otherwise I'm lost" ?
Or "I don't really love you but still would like you to have sex with me" ?
Or "You're not smart, but I know you like presents" ?
LOOK NO FURTHER: Vermont Teddy Bears.
Watch their ad that has been on loop on MSNBC - a channel that no women watch because our brains are waaay too small to stuff in all that talky political stuff.
Here's the link - don't miss your chance!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Fa41HOJ_iI
06 December 2007
Tighten-Up by Proxy: Project Beltway Throws Down
Via Project Beltway.Original text:
Dear Men of Downtown Washington,
How about you move.
Do you see that grate in the sidewalk? Yeah. The one encrusted with yesterday’s mintry mix?
I’m wearing heels, and you’re more than likely wearing thick-soled AmJacks (shoutout to reader rdhd), so when I’m walking toward you on the sidewalk, how about you take two seconds to consider that it might be the gentlemanly thing to do to move onto the grate.
I know that you’re the same clueless asshat who can’t be bothered to say excuse me when you and your conference-freebie man-bag thwack me in the side as you step in front of me entering a Metro turnstile, but how about you at least pretend to be a gentleman?
Love hugs & kisses,
Rachel
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