In other internet news, for those of you looking for something special for the man in your life, might I suggest a Mancho. Or a man-cape. (The good people at Casco Bay Woolworks call it a serape, but really, it's a man-cape.)


And finally: "The Headmaster." If I ever--EVER--saw some assclown walking--nay striding-- around in this, I would literally piss myself and then die of a heart attack laughing. Unless of course he was butt nekkid underneath. THAT would be totally cool.
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Now I know what to get Blake for a Welcome to Austin gift ...
Does this mean my "duster" is out? Scary.
okay. what scares me a bit, ms. karla may, is that you somehow were at this website? i agree, these are the most unsexy items EVER. and totally fucking hilarious. leave it to you. right?
xo
Actually, I only WISH I could claim that I simply happened upon the website of the man capes. What really happened is that a hip young coworker approached me with a Skymall type catalog featuring a photo of "The Headmaster," and asked if I would get it for him for his birthday. Then I just had to go to the website and see what other treasures awaited me.
OMG, you just made my night. I am still laughing about the senator. Thank you, thank you, thank you. Do you mind if I link to this post?
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