"I ♥ my penis".
For once, I'm at a loss to describe accurately my series of thoughts on that statement. But I do have a series of questions regarding this bold announcement.
First. Why!?! WHY did this person find it necessary to relay this information to the world?
Second. Is penis some new 'werd' for something else? Am I so non courant that there's some other meaning for this word that I'm not aware of? Is this person (and honestly, it's uncertain if they be male or female) making a reference to some new thing?
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Third. Does displaying this...this...this reference of self-adoration expected to bring in exclamations of congratulations? Because I'm telling ya, my response is to steer clear and shoot disgusted looks at the owner. Among other things.
That's all.
I remain perplexed and more than a little grossed out.
22 comments:
I would have to agree completely with you Tai. Nothing about that strikes me as funny...or cute.
More importantly, who came up with the idea of manufacturing this? And why is the market large enough to warrant it? :)
Very cool blog. I will be back for more!
And nobody has yet written "You're the only one, honey!" in nail polish, Sharpie, or key scratches?!?! Amazing.
I can only begin to contemplate the *scent*...
Oh, and you sent me Googling. You can buy one here, along with other tasteless varieties.
There's nothing wrong with this statement if the context is appropriate. For example, once I was caught trying to rob a Sultan. The blad was two inches from cutting my penis off when my partner rescued me. "I ♥ my penis" were the next words out of my mouth. You see? Context makes it all OK.
If it had been a better car, I would think he was referring to his car. You know what they say about certain cars. But a 1996 Pontiac Sunfire? Uhmmmm, NO.
I postulate that he/she just had a sex change operation and is happy with the new appendage and the handiwork of the plastic surgeon. Perhaps there is even the good doctor's telephone number in small print. As get off my lawn says, its all about context. ;)
I think the owner is saying he's not over compensating like say a Porsche owner. hehe I'd never put one in my car, but then I need to go check out the other choices. Perhaps there is an I love my Munkey version...
Hm. ... Hm. Yeah, this is one of the rare times where, seriously, I got nothing. Hm.
Although I would like to know how you made the little heart-thingy.
I would say the interpretation of the phrase would depend largely on the gender and sexual orientation of the driver.
I just think it must be a very honest man.
It's a rare man that will use the correct terminology for that particular organ. Hooray for the accuracy at least!
Or a very possessive wife talking about her husband's appendage?
I feel that same squirmy sense of "WHY?!" when I hear of the vaginal monologues.... I mean REALLLY!
Hmmmm ... at least he is honest. Don't most men love their parts? It seems to me that they are always adjusting them anyway.
Goodness, there does seem to be a phallic theme running between our blogs.... at least your's is paired with hearts and love, while mine is paired with battling hairy monsters.
I love mine too, but I don't feel the need to go around advertising it on my car.
Just on your blog apparently.
You gotta get street, chica. In the 'hood right now, "penis" means "grandmother."
Your experience put to shame my moment today when I saw a bike mounted on the front of a city bus (that's normal--not the weird part), and the bike had a bumper sticker on its frame reading "I heart jugs."
I very much wanted the bus to stop and a flat-chested 10-year-old girl to get off and derack her bike. A bumper sticker as an ode to future possibility.
oooh myyyy!
That's kind of funny..in a disturbing,it's fun to laugh at weirdos because it makes ones self seem less weird,way!
In fear of offering WTI, I am more enchanted with my (ahem) penis's opposite number.
But, it's good to know terrible taste is alive and well, even in stodgy Victoria.
OK, words officially fail me.
That's all.
I don't always say the proper thing. In fact, I often go way over the line.
But this is just dumb.
-- david
Okay, I admit it. It is my car, my sticker, and alas, my penis. What you people don't understand is that I recently lost a lot of weight and can now, finally, see my penis again after lo these many years! I love it!
(jk)
Um, overcompensation??
I hate when people say things that don't need to be said. Men love their penises. It doesn't need to be printed on cardboard and made smelly. We know they love them. You might as well have an air freshener that says 'the sky is blue' or 'the ocean is salty' or 'hey lady in line at the grocery checkout, nobody wants your pennies'
If it had said I heart pennies, then I might have laughed.
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