Showing posts with label Poo bags. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poo bags. Show all posts

Monday, September 19, 2011

I Guess It's Time To Play "Which, Can Erickson" Again.

Match the following 16 toilets (each with a designated chemical from the Periodic Table of Elements) with one of the 16 locations below. Answers will be revealed tomorrow.



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• The Salem Witch Museum, Salem, Massachusetts
• William Morris Agency, NYC
• Muir Woods Mill Valley, CA
• Paula's Fish Place, Leamington, Ontario, Canada
• Unnamed Organization, Chicago
• Shadow Springs Vineyard, Hamptonville, NC
• Manny Brown's, South Street, Philadelphia
• The Winchester Mystery House, San Jose, CA
• Crowne Plaza, Alexandria, VA
• Soho Bar, Ferndale, Michigan
• Lucasfilm, San Francisco, CA
• Assateague State Park, Ocean City, MD
• Racquet Club Ladue, St. Louis
• Andrew Gall's Apartment, Chicago
• Las Vegas Airport
• Alcatraz Island, San Francisco CA

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Hey, Bagster


Yeah, I'm talking to you, asshole.

I see you doing your construction project or whatever, but instead of a solid, REAL dumpster, you decided to try out a Bagster, which apparently is a giant tote bag that you can have the garbage man skip by and carry away like a basket of eggs.

What the fuck is wrong with you?

Bags are for groceries. Bags are for holding baguettes from the bakery. Bags are for carrying bedazzled Twilight t-shirts from Hot Topic. BAGS ARE NOT FOR CONSTRUCTION.

Oh, but you say the Bagster is made from a strong polyurethane weave to withstand up to a ton of building refuse? But what about sharp objects, dipshit? You don't think a steel dowel isn't going to puncture the hell out of the side of your Bagster, leaving all your trash to leak out into the street?

Fucking asshole. You're making the neighborhood look like an Easter Egg hunt with that bullshit in your front yard. You're killing me.

Bagster. Get that dainty shit out of my sight. Dig a goddamned hole in your yard and throw garbage in there like a real man.