Lunatics
Here are some things:
I was driving home from work down Atlanta Highway, a seven-lane monster of a road, in rush hour traffic, when approaching from the opposite direction I see a man on a racing bicycle, carrying a 24-lb. bag of dog food under one arm. He was steering/braking with one hand and I was just like, dude, that is a really. bad. idea.
I saw the following ad on MySpace last night:
The part that gets me is the "click here to see more." To see more what? Tit? Because I think that seeing more of these shirts would be like multiplying fractions: the product is just going to keep shrinking. Note the fab French manicures.
Crazy ho shirts, crazy bikers ... but enough of this. It's my birthday, and I'm going to go get crazy now.
April
I just visited the "Great Glam" site and it hilariously categorizes its wares into "night tops" and "day tops." Because, you know, the guys who pick up a hooker in broad daylight are looking for something a little different than your evening customers.
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