A few things that have recently given me the creeps:
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[li] A commercial featuring singing belly buttons.[/li][li] “Goober Grape”, a jar of pre-mixed peanut butter and jelly.[/li][li] A close-up of Loni Anderson’s face on Entertainment Tonight.[/li][li] A dead, mummified mouse under my sink.[/li][li] A blatantly uncircumsized pretzel-dog.[/li][li] A horrible, gigantic, glossy black armoured insect my girlfriend informs me was a “Jerusalem Cricket” which left a silver dollar sized stain on my patio after I threw a shoe at it.[/li][li] An old woman washing off her denture plate in her iced tea in an Applebee’s.[/li][li] A window display of orthopedic underware at a medical supply store.[/li][li] A ten year old girl wearing a “Porn Star” T-shirt.[/li][li] A Barbie doll laying naked and oddly contorted in a gutter.[/li][li] A pizza called “Merlins All-Meat Marvel”.[/li][/ul]
More to come…
Yeah, no kidding. G-d, that commercial has got to be one of the signs of the apocolypse.
My first encounter with the singing-belly-buttons commercial was at about 6:40 in the morning–the very first thing I saw after stumbling out of bed. Not recommended. I didn’t quite start gibbering in fear, but it was close.
Ahhh whazzat now?
That singing belly-button commercial makes Mr. Witch run to me and plead to “make it stop.” Even I must avert my eyes.
Wow,
I didn’t even know they made Goober Grape any more. It’s unabashedly awful.
My creepy thing was finding a beetle in my pants the other day (no, I wasn’t wearing them - yet). They were hung up nice and neat in the closet and when I took them down and got ready to put them on, I noticed something move. I shook them out and a great big June bug flew out! Scared the crap out of me!
Oh, and **Whammo, **I think what Inky is talking about is a dog sitting or lying all twisted around so he can lick his big ole baggy 'nads. Just my best guess.
Hey, why not? I sure would do that if I could reach. I mean, I need something nice and relaxing to take my mind off those horrible singing bellybuttons.
A TEN year old wearing a PORN STAR t-shirt?
What the HELL where her parents thinking? That’s seriously seriously disturbing.
Yes Whammo, I was at a Wetzel’s Pretzels buying myself an innocent salted pretzel when suddenly every seedy, sleazy, slightly guilty $9.95 videotape featuring Ron Jeremy I’d ever bought was suddenly thrust right in my face via a glass cabinet.
Also, I take it by the reaction that those “Porn (symbol for star)” T-shirt’s have shown up beyond my own personal circle of influence. Creepy. The closest thing I’ve ever experienced apart from this was a little boy wearing a “Bull Dyke Bar” T-shirt in Osaka, Japan. But in their defense, they love American “Engrish” phrases no matter what they really mean.
Ummmm…are we sure she was actually ten? I mean, it’s still disturbing if she was actually a young looking 13, but not quite as disturbing IMHO.
My sisters actually like the belly button commercial. :eek:
On a completely unrelated note, I just saw The Seventh Seal. Very creepy.
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[li] A ten year old girl wearing a “Porn Star” T-shirt.[/li][/QUOTE]
Target was selling girl’s T-Shirts in the spring that had a cat on it with the words “Miss Kitty’s Pussy Lounge” around the cat. My girls (11 and 12 at the time) both wanted one (we have cats) and I firmly vetoed the idea.
I’m hoping they just liked it because of the cat. No way in hell are my kids walking around with “Pussy Lounge” on their shirts. 
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*Originally posted by Kinsey *
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French Connection UK, which cleverly plaster their initials (fcuk) on every ad and every item of clothing they sell, also sells this sort of shirt.
The other day on the train I was sitting across from a woman who had printed across her chest “Undress me and cover me with peanut butter”. And it was not easy to read, which means that one has to stare a bit in order to decipher the message. I’m not sure which disturbed me more: the prolonged staring at her chest I had to do to read the message, or the message itself.
So many years of feminist progress, gone, just like that…
There was this really awesome exhibit at the Walker Art Museum in Minneapolis awhile ago called “Let’s Entertain”. It was inspired by this American who lived in a foreign country for awhile (somewhere European, I think–possibly Amsterdam) and lived next to this store that sold t-shirts and hats and stuff printed with American Slogans. But they were written by people who barely spoke English, and of course the people who wear them don’t speak English, so they would say stuff like, “Just it” and “Have a Sunny Nice.”
Can any European doper get me one of these shirts? I’ll pay you. And love you forever.
You think a jar of peanut butter and jelly is strange, well I saw a little individually wrapped slice of it!
Is anyone else finding themselves getting more and more creeped out at the Snapple commercials? At first they were cute, like the health spa one, and then the sex one was kinda weird, but allright, but the one where the fruits are at prison really creeps me out.
I found this commercial disturbing as well, until I saw what I assumed is a public service announcement, featuring sad toys. A unhappy teddy bear, a crying jack-in-box, etc. Very creepy. It’s about chicken pox, but what I find puzzling as that it says children rarely die from chicken pox. I can see why people shouldn’t take chicken pox too lightly, but is mentioning that death is rare going to help? Am I the only one who finds this disturbing?
No, I too found this ad hauntingly distrubing, and then the little line at the bottom “Children rarely die from Chicken Pox”. Well, what the hell is the point of this ad/notice? I mean, the toys are freaky, like some bad Chucky movie, then you tell me that it’s not common - no strike that - that it’s rare that children die from it?!? It’s got to be some kind of a conspiracy!!
Actually, I’m beginning to appreciate that one… of course, I’ve always been a big fan of the feminine navel. Now that the shock value has worn off, it just reinforces the similarity between the navel and the vagina. The Lady Bug, however, has a much nicer navel than any of those girls. (But she still thinks the commercial is too kinky for TV.)
But the crying toys, yeah - I’ve seen that one. It is mildly disturbing to me. I can just imagine what it must do to a two-year-old! I know my 2-year-old neice is very empathic and the last time I sat for her, she got so scared by the most innocuous conflict on a toddler’s cartoon that she wet herself… and me.
Charles Manson gives me the creeps.