Archive for November, 2012

From a friend, upon viewing my wish list:

The whole list started as a jumbled assortment of the oddest combination of stuff I could find on Amazon. It was a joke, busting on internet attention whores who think they deserve gifts from strangers simply for existing. (Or perhaps showing their tits; either way, not interested.) Then people started actually buying me things from it (anal beads, duct tape, fake vomit, etc.) so I figured I ought to add some real things too. The chicken purse isn’t exactly one of them, but it’s the kind of gift I’d probably carry once to be funny and then it would sit in my closet for several years.

Yes indeed, Amazon played me like a rusty trombone… which you’ll notice is not on the list.