Showing posts with label trucks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label trucks. Show all posts
Saturday, July 7, 2012
Truck Nutz are a Gendered Commodity
I've combed the internet, and aside from a few other bloggers making the same point I'm about to make, there is an astounding lack of Truck Nutz™ products geared towards women. Not little pink Nutz, I'm pretty sure those exist with very little effort.
No, I'm talking about Truck Labia™© for hard-hitting Hemi Heads who just also happen to possess mammary glands.
It wouldn't be very hard. Instead of balls on an O-ring hanging off the trailer hitch knob, just remove the top and pin, then shove a Fleshlite up the square piping. Done deal.
Of course, this could potentially ruin a few relationships by bringing new meaning to the phrase, "Sometimes I think you love that truck more than you love me."
Gay marriage? Yeah, still totally a sin. But fucking your Dodge Ram Turbo? Everything's cool so long as you don't try to stick it up her tailpipe.
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commodification
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gender equality
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truck labia
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truck nutz
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trucks
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vagina
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women
Saturday, August 14, 2010
On A Certain Point of View
Obi-Wan said it best; it's all dependent on your point of view.
Driving around last night I wound up behind a truck with little blue letters made out of tape stuck along it's rear.
To one side,
"JUST,"
To the other,
"DIVORCED."
We all honked and cheered for this man. At least somebody can laugh at himself.
Driving around last night I wound up behind a truck with little blue letters made out of tape stuck along it's rear.
To one side,
"JUST,"
To the other,
"DIVORCED."
We all honked and cheered for this man. At least somebody can laugh at himself.
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