Yesterday was my friend Rob’s birthday. Happy birthday, Rob!
And since he doesn’t read this site, nor will he ever unless I’m sitting next to him with a laptop and the browser at my site [and even then, he'd only say 'That your site? Oh' and turn back to watching stupid things on television, such as football or the news], I’m totally allowed to show you all his gift. And also call him a dick hole. Because he’ll never know, and I’ll laugh always and forever knowing that he was called a dick hole in front of the internet.
This is his present.
Yes, ladies and gentlemen. Fuck These Postcards. Possibly the simplest, yet most AWESOMEST idea ever to enter this world [save for Jesus Almighty and TiVo], and I’m giving it as a birthday gift. I’m so great.
These are just 3 of the 27 postcards that came in the pack. I think this may be the best gift to ever be given. Ever. And that includes the gift of life, which is paltry compared to this fuck-pack.
The best thing is this. When I went to the website, I noticed that not only do they have a Fuck This Book for sale, but they are making a second book, too, made out of reader’s submissions. They even sell stickers of varying sizes that have the word ‘fuck’ right on it!
I don’t know about any of you, but I see me pissing myself laughing all over Boston as I put up these stickers.
I’m so very excited.
December 1, 2006 at 11:54 pm
You shouldn’t say “dickhole.” It’s crude.
December 2, 2006 at 6:14 am
I love you because ‘dickhole’ is the one crude thing you’ve pointed out in over a year of me blogging.
:)
December 6, 2006 at 5:20 pm
I just bought a shirt from Maggie Mason that says on the front, “I Fuck Like a Girl”.
I can’t wait to wear it to T’s family reunion. :)
(My family wouldn’t be surprised.)