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Standard disclaimer, I apologise if this link has been posted before, it’s new (and awesome!) to me:

Thorazine was excellent. The Lysol though… seriously f’ed up.

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That Union Carbide, which I’d seen before, is pretty amazing too given what happened not long after.

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I don’t think this discussion is complete without a mention of Harry Egipt and his various ads that aired here in Estonia in the eighties. Examples: minced meat and ice cream.

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Here’s a charming one we have in Houston. Still not quite sure what it means.

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When I go drivin I stay in my lane
But gettin cut off makes me insane
I open the glovebox
Reach inside
Gonna wreck this fucker’s ride

Yes I gotta bad habit
Of blowin away (yeah yeah)
I got a bad habit (yeah yeah)
And it ain’t goin away (yeah yeah)

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The intimate neglect didn’t have much to do with smelly tapirs…

When these devices were declared illegal, the flourishing trade simply began selling them as “hygiene” products. For example, vaginal sponges were sold to protect women from “germs” instead of sperm. This led to misleading if not downright fraudulent advertising. From 1930 until 1960, the most popular female contraceptive was Lysol disinfectant – advertised as a feminine hygiene product in ads featuring testimonials from prominent European “doctors.”


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Driving like a fuckstick is like playing Russian Roulette.

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Oh, is that what it means? I thought it meant that slow drivers will have five rounds emptied into their fucking faces at point blank range, to the applause of all those nearby.

I GUESS I WUZ WRONG (TOO BAD).

The intimate neglect didn’t have much to do with smelly tapirs…

Hey now, if she had just kept the family tapir clean, she wouldn’t have been locked out of the house. Dave is just making sure that she gets her priorities in order. Perhaps you have a guilty mmmm conscience? Not mmmm keeping Tappy the family tapir well groomed? Hmmm?

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Here’s little Billy having a large steaming forkful of Mom’s guinea pig guts main dish during the family evening meal. He’s showing a lot of intestinal fortitude by shoveling it down whilst clutching an all but forgotten frankfurter in his left hand, isn’t he? Billy is visibly excited because he has just realized that his older sister Betty sitting across the table from him is not wearing a bra.

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I realize there’s no way it can be, but the spaghetti picture totally looks shooped. I guess the spaghetti on the fork could have maybe been physically cut out of another photograph and pasted onto this one, but there’s no fucking way that it is naturally pointing that direction.

And yeah, I totally thought that was wieners by his left hand too.

Anyway, here’s my favorite:

Something to break out next time someone gets particularly “get off my lawn” around here.

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Hey, I apologised for what I did to your mom’s drapes, but you JUST WON’T LET IT DIE.

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I’m pretty sure they just used good old-fashioned pens, paint and brushes to retouch stuff before computers.

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Aside from the angle of the spaghetti off the fork, that totally looks like the canned stuff. As a kid, the stuff out of the can was what I thought it was supposed to look like.

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This reminds me of Fallout for some reason.

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Still doesn’t explain the “sloth” teeth he has goin on there.

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Wings-n-Things carry-out bags feature the world’s ugliest chicken spreading hot sauce on itself.

It is deeply disturbing. But not so disturbing I won’t eat there every week.