What's with all the feminine products being plastered all over the plasma screen during prime time in front of innocent children and me. Every commercial not peddling feel good drugs or Kerry and Bush verbally pussy whipping each other with half truths is peddaling a feminine enhancer. Which BTW is a goal we should wholeheartly embrace. The last time I took a wide screen viewing sample suggested that half the viewing public is still XY'ers with decidely higher proportions on weekend afternoons. So half the public doesn't want to know about the 17 available styles and sizes for na-na land pads and plugs with a potpourri of scents and the 6 different absorbancy ratings. Warning!! Do not drop a carton of these gully washer terminators in Lake Ontario, it could be the end of a major mid-Atlantic water wonderland. Other mother nature enhancers being pushed include fragances, lubricants, whiteners, conditioners, cleansers, straighteners, fillers, liners, glosses, waxes, brushes, bloat busters, wrinkle fanisher, hair pluckers, boob builders, butt hide, cellulite camo, face spackle, body puddy ...... Any respectable XY'er with any hint of manhood can find all these male equivalents at any AutoZone or TruValue including the appropriate tools. A rather odd thing about these adverts is that products for rectum swellings, crotch stink, anal psoriasis and bladder leakage are targeted for the feminine half of the species. I beg to differ but these are without debate, fat old hairy men afflictions and we demand our fair share of the curatives.
Pass the scratch creme my swellings have been acting up since my big slurpee and 4 corndog lunch.
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