I was speaking to a friend the other day (wow), and he reminded me of a pretty entertaining story that happened to him – he got this date with this girl with a seriously slutty reputation, and, keen to get the whole “virginity” thing out of the way, thinking his moment was in, got all prepared (i.e. pissed out of his face with her). So anyway they go back to hers, strip, climb into her bed…and wait for it, she gives him a peck on the cheek rolls over and says “i’m tired, night”. Ouch, what a bitch, it just proves that half those girls who are sluts aren’t really, they’re kinda “wannabe sluts” or, maybe a more appropriate phrase would be a tease.
I remember loads of girls who were teases at school, so I know there’s plenty of you out there who should be wearing this t-shirt.
But incase you’re a guy we’ve got something for you, an illustration of what a tease may look like, should you see one on you travels:
Odds that she’ll put out: 0/10 Odds that you’ll think about it: 10/10
They didn’t look that good at my school, I missed out, or maybe I should be greatful they were’nt hotter/ more frustrating.
Times are tough, there’s no getting away from it – banks are going bust, the government is going bust trying to fund the crappy banks with endless cash that just magically disappears and Iran is hoping to fire a few Nukes our way any day now. My advice? Panic buy t-shirts. Functional and cool 
if you get mutated in a nuclear blast they probably won’t fit you anymore, or protect you from the actual blast itself, unless of course you buy hundreds of them, then it’ll be super thick and it might help stop you getting exposed to so much raditation. (Teesbox t-shirts does not advise trying to use t-shirts to protect yourself from explosions, nor makes any alligations that they wil stop you getting hurt or injured.)
Well anyway, in these down trodden times it seems like one of our best selling t-shirts is very appropriate, and here it is:
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I thought it’d be interesting to find out where “not a happy bunny” the saying originated, but I can’t find the answer, seems no one knows, the most popular theory, and best one I can see is the “bunny” bit relates to some one jumping up and down in frustration or anger, like a rabbit. Maybe that’s it, I’ll assume so.
Jackalope.
So here’s one of our many, many drinking and beer related t-shirts:
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So there’s only so much you can write about beer, infact there’s quite a lot but it’s a lot more interesting to drink than talk about.
What we’ve complied is a list of some beer related lyrics from popular songs that we thought you might like instead, some great artists in here too, Pixies, Bob Dylan, the Doors, everyone loves beer:
Beer songs:
We’ve got provisions and lots of beer
The key word is survival on the new frontier
New Frontier, Donald Fagen
Well, I woke up this morning, and I got myself a beer
The future’s uncertain, and the end is always near
Roadhouse Blues, The Doors
And then you had to bring up reincarnation
Over a couple of beers the other night.
Galileo, Indigo Girls
You said good friends are hard to come by
I laughed and bought you a beer ’cause it was too corny to cry
Joking, Indigo Girls
She was working in topless place
And I stopped in for a beer
Tangled Up In Blue, Bob Dylan
But look watch shorty get sicker year after year
While he’s thinkin’ it’s beer but it’s not he got it in his gut
1 Million Bottle Bags, Public Enemy
I get home at five o’clock,
and I take myself out a nice, cold beer.
Working Man, Rush
Down at the Lido they welcome you
With sausage and beer
Here At The Western World, Steely Dan
He’s knowing that he found the place He pours a cold, cold beer
Skoal– very cold beer, Cheers– to your friends so near
Space Wrangler, Widespread Panic
He’s yelling at the parking lot
Throwing beer cans down the stairs
Demand, Phish
A little joke, the one about the farmer’s daughter
How she was stomping on grapes, coming up with blue feet and beer
Jack, Widespread Panic
So I sat back down and had a beer and felt sorry for myself
Let Her Cry, Hootie & The Blowfish
Funny I’ve been there And you’ve been here
We ain’t had no time to drink that beer
Sandman, America
Going down to Allen’s for a twenty-five cent beer
Deadbeat Club, The B-52′s
To either cut down on beer or the kid’s new gear
Town Called Malice, The Jam
And the piano, it sounds like a carnival
And the microphone smells like a beer
Piano Man, Billy Joel
Cold beer, hot lights
My sweet romantic teenage nights
Scenes From An Italian Restaurant, Billy Joel
I’d stand at that bar with my friends who’ve passed away
And drink three times the beer that I can drink today
Talking Old Soldiers, Elton John
Sitting like a princess perched in her electric chair
And it’s one more beer and I don’t hear you anymore
Someone Saved My Life Tonight, Elton John
You didn’t have to make me a total disgrace
Didn’t have to leave me with that beer in my face
Black Country Woman, Led Zeppelin
tell me what it is you want me to hear
i trust rebound is just rebound
you’re stuck between my attitude and beer
Tantrum, Ned’s Atomic Dustbin
Dear God, hope you got the letter, and…
I pray you can make it better down here.
I don’t mean a big reduction in the price of beer
Dear God, XTC
we got to get some beer
we got no atmosphere
Distance Equals Rate Times Time, Pixies
I love the smell of beer
Devil’s Roof, Throwing Muses
is this your son’s wallet I’ve got here?
he must have dropped it after too much beer!
No Thugs In Our House, XTC
His eyes went glassy, not a word was said
He poured another beer and his face turned red
Read About Love, Richard Thompson
Showered in honey
Showered in beer
Puberty, Belly
I was down by Bondi Pier, drinkin’ tubes of ice cold beer,
With a bucket full of prawns upon my knee,
When I swallowed the last prawn,
I had a technicolor yawn and I chundered in the old Pacific Sea.
Bondi Pier, Grateful Dead
Another night in a successsion
Thinly glued with beer and wine
It’s a precarious profession
Lifeblood, Indigo Girls
Punch and Judy in a semi on a brand new council plot
Sunday lunchtime, beer-for-Punch time, while his dinner’s far from hot
Punch And Judy, XTC
I’m standing in front of this girl
I’m under a flourescent light
I’ve had a few beers inside me
I feel like a giant tonight
Meccanic Dancing (oh We Go!), XTC
Well I don’t need any cigarettes or beer from a jug
You’re my drug
You’re My Drug, XTC
He’d nothing to fear
He had his beer
B-E-E-R!
The Affiliated, XTC
For it was a famous party night
And to party was to get high
They loaded up on beer and cocaine
Feel The Thunder, Blue Oyster Cult
Tell the waitress I’ll come back to Zanzibar
I’ll be hiding inthe darkness with my beer.
Zanzibar, Billy Joel
You’ve got yoga honey
I’ve got beer
A Room Of Our Own, Billy Joel
If the boys all behave themselves here
Well there’s pretty young ladies and beer in the rear
Sweet Painted Lady, Elton John
It’s seven o’clock and I want to rock
Want to get a belly full of beer
Saturday Night’s Alright For Fighting, Elton John
I love you too in all your forms,
the slim and lovely virgin floating among German beer,
Queen Victoria , Leonard Cohen
Frankie went down to the corner saloon, get a bucket of beer
Said to the bartender “Has my lovin’ man been here”
Frankie & Albert, Bob Dylan
Stack-a-Lee walked to the barroom and he called for a glass of beer
Turned around to Billy Lyons, said, What you doin’ here?
Stack-a-lee, Bob Dylan
How dare you sit there and drink all our beer
Oh it’s made for us workers who sweat spit and swear
Texan Love Song, Elton John
Don’t forget the beer my little dear
It helps to sow the mellow seed
Mellow, Elton John
Staying awake on cold yesterday’s steak and warm beer.
Crossword, Jetro Tull
She was helping out at the back-stage…
stopping hearts and chilling beer.
Budapest, Jetro Tull
What kind of place am I in? And who’s this over here?
Shaking through the silver bubbles climbing through my beer.
Undressed To Kill, Jetro Tull
some are like summer coming back every year
got your baby got your blanket got your bucket of beer
That’s Why I’m Here, James Taylor
Saturdays boys live life with insults,
Drink lots of beer and wait for half time results,
Saturdays Kids, Paul Weller, The Jam
Sup up your beer and collect your fags,
The Eton Rifles, Paul Weller, The Jam
The old Rocker wore his hair too long
Wore his trouser cuffs too tight
Unfashionable to the end – drank his ale too light
Big Dipper, Jetro Tull
Two-fifty for a highball
And a buck and a half for a beer
Happy hour, Happy hour,
Happy hour is here
Little Bones, The Tragically Hip
And that’s your lot. Keep on drinkin’ (and of course purchasing our funny t-shirts).
Jackalope.
Now “Americas dumbest criminals” makes me cringe and the terrible and self righteous police on shows like “police, camera, action” and “road wars” (“look what the silly mug does now”) make me ashamed not to be on the side of the law breakers, but I couldn’t resist this little story of a silly crime-inal.
Jonathan G. Parker, 19, of Fort Loudoun, Pennsylvania, USA, was captured after allegedly robbing a house when he used a PC in the house to look at his own Facebook profile.
Parker was charged with daytime burglary after forgetting to log out of his profile on the social networking site after stealing 2 diamond rings.
The alleged victim reported the crime to the police before noticing that her computer had been used and that the Facebook profile was still open.
During the investigation, the victim was told by a friend that the suspected criminal was staying in the same area.
When police visited that home, an acquaintance said that Parker did not live at the address and added that he had asked him for help to break into the victim’s house, but he had refused.
Parker was placed in custody at Eastern Regional Jail on $10,000 (£6,125) bail and could face up to ten years in prison if convicted.
Idiot, how cocky must he have been to sit on a PC in someone else’s home that’s he’d just broken into?
If you’re wondering ‘what’s up with the title?’ well, I accidentally typed ‘on line’ rather than ‘on Eileen’, and I thought it worthy enough Freudian slip to stay there.
Well this is one rude t-shirt, and anyone that’s ever heard “Come on Eileen” by Dexy’s Midnight Runners will surely see the funny side of this t-shirt (below):
Click here to buy a “I came on Eileen” funny t-shirt
The main question, is, where would one come on Eileen, there’s so many interesting areas to try it. For this answer I turned to my old pal, Wikipedia.
I discovered a lot of things about cumming on ladies, all interesting. But the best bit (like with so much in life) was the pictures, check some of them out:
The chick with the brown hair who’s in 4 out of the 6 pictures looks fun, what won’t she do!? Not like the one in the middle row on the right, who looks gutted. Who’s drawing these things anyway? “Oh I know, I remember last time I was on wikipedia, and I was looking at Pearl Necklaces and there wasn’t an image, I think I’ll go and draw a [hot] cartoon for it.”
Anyway, I’ll leave you this paragraph I found on the wiki page entitled Spermophagia – the ingestion of semen for erotic and spiritual benefits:
“Several tribes of Papua New Guinea (including the Sambia and the Etoro) believe that semen provides sexual maturation among the younger men of their tribe. To them, sperm possesses the manly nature of the tribal elders, and in order to pass down their authority and powers, younger men of their next generation must eat/drink their elders’ semen. This fellatio and seminophagia custom commences among pre-pubescent males and post-pubescents.“
Nassssty! Sucking some old dude off? I wouldn’t want to be in their tribe, I’d want to be in the one where all the MILFs have to suck you of when you’re a horny thirteen year old and are required to “milk” you at least once a day thereafter. 
So I was scratching my head, what to write about today, when I heard one of the oddest 90′s singles I can think of (and that’s saying something) playing on good ol’ VH1 Classic, I ain’t sure “This must be underwater love” by Smoke City really is a classic, but some one at VH1 obviously thought so, it was followed by “wannabe” – which definatley isn’t a classic, or maybe it is, if the list were “100 awful songs of the 90′s” (which incidentally airs on Sunday at 9pm – I jest).
So here’s the t-shirt which is kinda vaguely related to the song in question…
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I looked up ol’ smoke city on wikipedia, there’s a dissapointing amount of information on them there, other than that the single “underwater love” peaked at number 4 in the UK charts and that it was used on that mermaid Levi’s ad.. which I think is the reason everyone knows this song. Lame. I’d have thought there’d have been a bit more about it, like maybe what it all meens? Anyway, as those of you who have come across sharks before, you’ll know hey live underwater, in the sea, and aren’t therefore king of the jungle, but if they were land creatures, surely they would be.
Some of the sharper/nerdier ones amongst you may recongnise the king of the jungle thing applying to sharks from the Simpsons episode “bart carny” when Homer is on a glass bottomed boat and see’s a shark bellow him.
Homer: Hey, come on, sharky!
Bart: Yeah. You want a piece of this?
Homer: You call yourself the king of the jungle.
So in these paranoid times of peadophiles around every corner and babys getting molested left, right and center we thought this headline might be rather eye catching, the bill in question is of course a recipt, not some “uncle” or a pervy guy around the corner, let’s read:
A little girl, Molly Cartin, aged two was branded a “littlefucker” on an itemised receipt given to her parents after easting at a Mexican restaurant.
Parents, Kimberley and Craig Cartin, who were sat in the kid’s zone of Cactus Joe’s in Halifax, said that their daughter’s response to the slow service and somewhat poor food may have caused the incident.
As well as the prices and quantities of their meals and their food preferences, the bill listed the item “1 x Thankyyoulittlefucker”.
Father, Craig explained: “I’m a fairly easy-going guy, but I couldn’t believe my eyes. The meal was indifferent anyway but to be abused on the bill is unbelievably offensive. It’s awful behaviour. Molly was a bit grumbly but her behaviour was not terrible, so this was just uncalled for. Presumably they had meant to delete the insult before printing the bill, but it’s still no excuse.”
Restaurant owner Steve Ryan, 49, commented: “This was absolutely inexcusable and it won’t be tolerated. The person involved has been sacked and I am planning on consulting my lawyers to see if I can take further action against her. I have visited the customer involved and invited him to be our guest this weekend. We offer unreserved apologies.”
Haha, that’s hilarious, I know it’s not just me that hates noisy, whiney and often smelly little kids is it?
Todays review:
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So yeah, there’s a joke and it’s kinda sex releated on this t-shirt so I figured how about some ammusing sex facts? Ok here goes:
Male and female rats may have sex twenty times a day. wow.
For every ‘normal’ webpage, there are five porn pages. I can’t even pretend to be suprised by this one!
A man’s beard grows fastest when he anticipates sex.
Male bats have the highest rate of homosexuality of any mammal. Haha, gay bats, that just sounds funny.
a nasty one:
“Formicophilia” is the fetish for having small insects crawl on your genitals.
a bizarre one:
“Ithyphallophobia” is a morbid fear of seeing, thinking about or having an erect penis.
Topless saleswomen are legal in Liverpool, here in the UK – but only in tropical fish stores. Wow, I might go and get me a goldfish or two, and a good squeeze.
An adulterous Greek male was often punished by the removal of his pubic hair and the insertion of a large radish into his rectum. Ha, I wouldn’t want to be the guy that dishes out the punishment.
The world’s youngest parents were 8 and 9 and lived in China in 1910.
I bet it was in whatever the Chinese equivilent of a council estate was.
The penalty for masturbation in Indonesia is decapitation. That’s just dumb.
A pig’s orgasm lasts for 30 minutes. Put your hands up if you’re envious.
And lastly probably the stupidest one of the lot…
Donald Duck comics were once banned from Finland because Donald doesn’t wear pants. I don’t think there’s anything else to say about this.
Here’s our countdown of the top funny slogan t-shirts, only available to buy at teesbox.com
SO here goes:
slogan number five:
Well, what can we say about this one? It’s for ladies only, unless you’re a dude with problems. It’s a beauty in my opinion, for anyone that appreciates a little irony, having “stop looking at my boobs” written across ones tits is about as ironic as you get. Oh, and as guys, we know all ladies secretly love you looking at them, why else would they ever display clevage if it wasn’t there to be enjoyed see?
slogan number four:
Now, I hope this one’s self explanitory, but I also know some of you reading this are probably pretty slow, but I’m still not explaining it.
slogan number three:
Get it? This t-shirt only comes in 2 colours, pale blue and navy blue, and it says “this shirts only blue if i’m thinking about breasts”, so consequently wearing this meens you’re always thinking about them. And who can blame you? Not us.
slogan number two:
So this slogan’s a bit more offensive than the funny ones above it, but don’t you love this t-shirt? I suspect if you trying wearing it, you really won’t look like a people person, which is great, no having to stand up for crusty old ladies on the bus, no having to be polite to some loser who thinks you’re their best buddy, it’s bliss.
and finally
the number one funny slogan t-shirt is…
It’ll make you and everyone around you laugh. I’m not sure if it’s a terrible choice of t-shirts to wear on a first date, or a hilarious one, try it and let us know.
All I can say is… Wine them, dine them, take them back to yours fo “coffee”, spread those legs real wide apart and release your wonderful smell and ruptuous noise. They’ll love it. Maybe.
Now we love a good story about drinking, especially when it’s someone who shouldn’t be:
French chess champion Vladislav Tkachiev was forced to retire a match against Tamil Nadu’s Praveen Kuma after he fell asleep drunk, in the middle of the game.
Tkachiev was finally declared after one hour of play “timed run-out” during the Kolkata Open Grandmasters Chess Tournament when officials decided that he was not fit to continue his game.
Tournament co-organiser Soumen Majumder said: “What happened is unfortunate. It’s in bad taste. Once the event is over, we will hold a meeting and decide how to proceed against this player.”
Kuma added: “All I have to say is that I was given the point after the match, that’s all.”
The hour-long match was reportedly disrupted when Tkachiev fell asleep several times while planning his moves before he was eventually carried off by the tournement organisers.
Haha, that’s brilliant, I wonder if he’d have won if he’d have been left to his own devices, or maybe he’d have got up and found some hot lady in the audience and ask her to dance or something? I’m not sure many hot ladies go to Chess tournemants, but surely when you’re drunk you can always find one. I figure it seems appropriate for me to plug a t-shirt, what with us having so many booze related ones and all, so here it is, just for you my old pal Vladislav:
WHat?! You say, well, I’ve got a odd post here, a bit of “news” and a bit of t-shirt stuff. First the news, that inspired this:
A bikini-clad Polish student, Justyna Folger has said that she was ogled by a yeti while paddling in a river in her bikini.
Footage has surfaced apparently taken by the girls boyfriend showing the beast lusting after the girl on the opposite bank.
Justyna told Poland’s Super Express: “I wandered into the river for a dip when I realised that something was on the opposite shore.
“At first I thought it was a bear but it appeared to be stooping and then it raised itself on to two legs and ran off. I couldn’t believe it.”
National Park Guards commander Edward Wlazlo said: “We are investigating the matter. If there is something out there we will find it.”
Last month, walker Piotr Kowalsk filmed video footage of what he described as a “huge ape-like form” hiding behind the rocks in the Tatra mountains.
If you check out google you can find the video pretty easy, we’d be perving on her too if we were Yetis. And yes, it more than likely is some dude just wearing a costume.
Anyway, we’ve got to make this thing shirt related, and all the videos of jiggling scared teens has worn me out, so I’ll keep it brief, bigfoot, this can be yours, it comes in XXL too:
enjoy!
Here’s todays review, one of the best t-shirts in the world (IMO as they say);
Click here to buy this Billy and the Cloneasaurus t-shirt
So, legally, this design bares no resemblence to anything else, but of course, it might, by chance look like something to do with a movie, or tv show.
I guess we’ve all seen the hilarious episode of the Simpsons, catchly titled “Sweet Seymour Skinner’s Baadassss Song”, where Principal Skinner gets fired from the school and decides to write a novel, just incase I’ve got the transcript:
Skinner: Now I.. I finally have time to do what I’ve always wanted- write the great American novel. Mine is about a futuristic amusement park where dinosaurs are brought to life through advanced cloning techniques. I call it “Billy and the Cloneasaurus.”
Apu: Oh, you have got to be kidding sir. First you think of an idea that has already been done. Then you give it a title that nobody could possibly like. Didn’t you think this through… (fade to later) …it was on the bestseller list for eighteen months! Every magazine cover had… (later again) …most popular movies of all time, sir! What were you thinking?!! (pause) ..I mean, thank you, come again.
Probably one of the most funny Simpson moments there is. So honour it with this t-shirt now, it comes in a wide range of seven different sizes and 5 different colours to suit everyone… so get it bought!
So I get this call this morning that when I’m writting this blog I’ve got to be “more user oriantated”, now I’m only a simple Jackalope, so I ain’too sure what that meens but I figure this might just qualify;
often you people out there email us, usually with either pretty bizarre or boring stuff about our t-shirts, so I’ve picked the best and oddest of some of these emails to publish here, enjoy!
Mike S bought this t-shirt and sent us this email:
Very pleased with my t-shirt, I wore it to class, and my hot geography teacher saw it and was intreeged. She made me take it off and saw my sexy 6 pack, then she made me tack off my pants infront of the whole class (who are all girls) and they all touched me. Thanks!
I fear that isn’t true, is it Mike? Even still it’s more plausible than Danny’s story:
Danny S from Durham bought this t-shirt and emailed us the following:
When walking home I saw a couple of glowin lites above me, but I ignored ‘em and kept going, beer in hand! I got to the big roundabout near home when I got beamed up. It wans’t like a saucer, more like a flying cube and when I got there the aliens, whiched looked like them out of the X-file with big black eyes held me down on a table and got a big probe out and were about to get physical withmy ass when they read my “probing expert” thing on my t-shirt and they all stopped and let me go cos of it! You saved my ass, literally.
They can read English now?! Ok, well I liked this one, at least it sounds like it might have really happened:
Karan G bought this t-shirt and then mailed us:
Hi guys, thanks for sending so quick. I wanted it for weekend so I could wear it to church, and when I got there, the pasteur wouldn’t let me in, incase I was actually an evil twin or devil! He made me go home and change.
Would an evil twin really wear a t-shirt saying it was an evil twin? Maybe.
Here’s a predictable one:
Adam T bought the FBI t-shirt below and mailed us this:
Going out’s great now, if you go late when all the girls are drunk they see this t-shirt and let you feel to make sure everythings ok. It usually is but I have a good squeeze, just incase.
Haha, I bet you do.
Here’s another sexy sort of one, it’s good to see we’re helping the sex trade with our fine garments, Jenny J from Liverpool bought this and emailed us:
Hi, t-shirts just what I was after. I work in a local Massage Palour and I preffer getting to ride cowgirl on clients as it’s safer because I get more control. I’m doing alot more cowgirls now thanks to this t-shirt.
Cheers, Jen.
These emails would be alot better with pictures guys. Remember all these shirts and many more can only be bought exclusivley from Teesbox t-shirts
Simon V from Cardiff got the excellent and delighfully offensive high school massacre t-shirt (below) and said:
Did my GCSE’s wearing this. No one said a thing!
I’m kinda not suprised, they were probably bricking themselves you had some sort of weapon to use on anyone who talked to you.
There’s tonnes of these emails, but I leave you with one of the very oddest from this collection:
Roy B from Dorset, UK bought the SILF t-shirt, below, and sent us the email:
I went to stay with my uncle for the week, who is a farmer and lives out in the countryside. I knew we were going to some random sheep festival thing (whatever that is) andso I wanted this SILF funny shirt to wear to make people laugh. It went down OK, but I hadn’t been there ten mins and was just wandering aroudnt he stalls when some old guy, who was about 70-75 came up to me, and said he liked sheep in that way too, and he took one to bed last night and it wouldn’t stop stuggling, and showed me a bruise on his arm it’d given running away! I laughed and went, quickly. THis is where it get’s more worrying, not 2 hours later another guy said to me he keeps trying with the sheep and can’t get the hang of it, and wanted to know if you’re suppost to do it sitting down or standing up! I didn’t know what to say.
That’s scary.
Official Government agents in China have ordered workers to spread an entire 1,000 foot long steel bridge in butter to prevent people from using it to jump off in their suicide attempts.
All the surfaces on the bridge which are climable on the bridge in Guangzhou have been covered in greasy fat to stop the spate of people who are threatening to jump from it.
Government spokesman Shiu Liang said: “We’ve tried putting guards at both ends of the bridge but that did not work – and we put up special fences and notices asking people not to commit suicide here but none of it worked – and so now we have put butter over the bridge and it has worked very well. Nobody can get up there and nobody who tries ever falls.”
The bridge guard Mr. Wong Man comments “The butter makes the bars and frames slippery and hard to climb on to, and we can easily catch them…Each time somebody threatens to commit suicide to get media attention or sympathy over personal problems we end up with several hours of tailbacks and there were lots of complaints and since we put up the butter there have been no problems with these attention seekers.”
Haha, I wonder if they spread it on with a knife? I can’t get over the Bridge Guards name, Mr Wong Man! Fantastic.
So for todays pick I chose this little delight of a shirt:
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OR
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Speaking of urine, has anyone else seen a “shewee”? It’s basically a penis attachment for women. Check the site out, it’s hilarious www.shewee.com, and as a male I find the instructions very funny too..
Step 1:
Undo trousers. Push underwear to one side. Place Shewee securely against body with outlet pipe directed away from body.
step 2:
Aim urine to a suitable place – away from feet, into a toilet or a container.
step 3:
When finished, pull funnel away, wipe- liquid repellent coating ensures no drips.
step 4:
Place reusable Shewee back into resealable container.
Tip! Practise with Shewee in the shower to find the best position for you.
It’s crazy, people are really going to piss on (okay, through) something and then put it back in their bag or pocket? eww, nasty. I don’t much like the idea of millions of women pissing in the shower either, I’m sure it’s someones fetish, but it ain’t mine. Surely it’s a little tricky to work, I’d be real suprised if the wee doesn’t end up running down their legs and stuff. What’s with all the penis envy anyway? It makes it sound like having a dick and being able to piss 4 foot up your favourite tree will solve all your issues, it doesn’t, sadly. I’m not even sure in reality it’s much easier to take a leek outside as a guy (with our in built “he wee”) than a girl, if the girl is wearing a skirt I suspect it’d be easier for them, especially if they’re going commando.
Jackalope
