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‘DUAS GAROTAS E UM COPO’ (não conhece? não procure!)

So, I recently wrote back to Quiznos at the suggestion of Jon on Twitter, and with the editing help of Dave once again. Jon has apparently been following the Subway saga along with a handful of other people… and thought that it may be an appropriate next step. I couldn’t agree more. In fact, I’ve had this thought myself, and if I remember correctly Jon had posted about it previously on Facebook or MySpace or Twitter or some social media site. Memory and my Googling skills fail me in finding that now, though.

I have high hopes on getting a well thought out response or two. I sent the message below to Mr. Jones, the same message to Mr. Bordeaux, and a slightly modified one to a few other email addresses that I managed to dig up. I enjoyed the candid reply from Mr. Jones before, although I was unable to get any further comment from Mr. Bordeaux or his team with whom he was going to share my email.

From: ERiC AiXeLsyD <world.and.lunar.domination@gmail.com>
Date: Tue, Nov 17, 2009 at 10:07 AM
Subject: The Quiznos Toasty Torpedo™ ads?
To: “Jones, Tony” <TJones2@quiznos.com>

Hello Mr. Jones,

I would like to thank you again for the response to my email last week regarding Subway’s lack of allergy awareness, cheese tessellation, appropriate responses to customer feedback, and poor decisions in general. I understand and have learned first hand that good communication is a key component to the Quiznos way of doing business. I also appreciate your expedited replies, and hope that you can gain something knowing how cavalier your competitor’s attitude is toward genuine customer concerns. I am glad to be a gauge of what you do at Quiznos, and I would like to hope that my feedback is valuable.

In sharing my recent adventures in email with some friends, I have noticed a theme that has come up in suggested queries for your fine establishment… and I must say that I have indeed wondered the same thing myself.

Are you using “little people” models for the toasty torpedoes ads, perhaps children or pygmies? I did get a turkey torpedo a while ago, and I did make a mental note that it seemed to be nothing more than a bread stick made into a sandwich. I thought that the toasty torpedo looked bigger in the ads… but I didn’t quite connect why until recently.

A quick Google image search led me to this photo, perfect for a reference for our purposes…

I’m sure you can also see it now that I’ve pointed it out. I, my friend, cannot un-see it. There is no way that the hand in the above graphic is correctly proportioned to the Toasty TORPEDO™. I’m actually tempted to go get another one in an attempt to re-create this photo to see how accurate it may be. I can guarantee though, that if I did in fact hold a toasty torpedo like that, that it would most certainly fall apart. Mine lasted for about a bite and a half before it fell apart.

In Googling, I found multiple odd references to this ad campaign. Does Quiznos make any official statements to counter these goofy bloggers? I found one guy that thinks it looks like a cigarette ad. One guy seems to have a Freudian problem and these people seem to think that one commercial purposely compares your torpedos to a cup of human excrement. Okay, I have to give them that one. I mean… you did hear of 2 Girls, 1 Cup right? I’d find it and link to it, but some may find that offensive/distasteful and I’m sure you know how to use search engines. These people even seem to come to the same conclusion as I have toward the end of their blog… as well as a commenter on this blog.

I understand that all advertising is not one hundred percent factual, and that things tend to be exaggerated, but I really find this image rather misleading. While I understand that I’m not going to walk into a Quiznos any time soon and find a HAL 9000’s creepy sexually suggestive oven cousin, two gorgeous scantily clad women eating a sub rather suggestively, two naked rednecks in a tub of water over a campfire, a baby with the voice of a grown man, anyone suckling on any wolf teats, or even genetic mutations with Latino accents and tiny guitars floating in the air singing praise of your sandwiches… I feel that you owe some level of honesty to the customer.

While the other ads are easily discernible as attention grabbing goofiness, this one seems rather straight forward at first — yet dishonest upon further inspection.

I would love to hear your thoughts on the matter as well as the thoughts of any other marketing people or regional managers in the Quiznos family.

If I didn’t feel that I was already taking up too much of your time, I wouldn’t mind getting into a discussion on the violent phallic imagery that the shape and name of these subs not-so-subliminally suggest. I mean, really? Torpedo? Bullet? How many feminists have already written to discuss this? I feel that this topic is a less pressing issue though, to be saved for another day.

Torpedoes away!
-Eric

If you feel the need for a background to any of this, this is where it all started, and how it played out:

• Five. Five dollar. Five dollar… foot up your ass.
• Subway Customer ID: 1918316
• Quiznos writes back before Subway!
• So, we have a response from Subway!

That’s my initial message, Subway’s official non-response response, me sending it to Quiznos for comment and getting one, and finally a response from Subway telling me that someone else will respond… which as of yet, has not happened.

…All of which leads us to this posting.

 Este, cred, una din  cele mai haioase chestii vazute de mine vreodată. Reacţia naturală, adevărată, în faţa unei scârboşenii bolnave nu poate fi reprodusă de nici un actor:

În plus, o lecţie instructivă despre puterea pe care o au nepoţii asupra bunicilor .

P.S. Am reuşir deocamdată cel puţin să-mi înfrânez curiozitatea şi să nu caut celebrul de-acum 2 girls 1 cup. Din ce-am citit, vă recomand căldurps să procedaţi la fel.

I have decided to stop posting my favorite iPhone apps on this blog, and have decided instead to actually start a totally different blog specifically dedicated only to them called: Holy App!  So if you have enjoyed my past few posts about the apps that have made me abandon my masturbation addiction, be sure to check it out!  I will however, still continue to post ridiculous shit that I manage to find while doing my usual drunken crawl through the world wide web.

To help ease the pain of this transition I have included the following video by comedic bad-ass Jon LaJoie (be sure to check out his album on iTunes too… fuckin. awesome.)

Props to Poop and his friend Caka for this one. Don’t worry folks, the actual video  ”2 Girls 1 Cup” is not shown. This shit is hilarious, pun intended. Tabernacle.

-Chambers

If there’s anything this world is so full of, that’s shit. And boy, people are full of it. Whether it’s your boss from hell or your colleague who just can’t seem to mind his own effin’ business, they’re all the same bunch of stupid pricks.

So what you do with life’s shit? I know. When life throws you shit, you eat it. You share it with a girl friend. And then throw up. And then share the lower-than-low discharge with your girl friend. No, no, that’s not right. That’s 2 Girls 1 Cup. Never mind.

But seriously, all we can do is just take them as they really are. They say life is all about honing your shit-taking abilities to perfection. It’s the best defense mechanism in this shitty, crazy world. It’s natural selection in action. Either that or you perish. Simple Darwinism.

I do have my share of stupid shit thrown out to me when I least expect it. I may not be the best shit-taker out there, but I do have my own set of defenses (shit-busters, if I may) on how to deal with life’s shit. Let me share a few of them.

1. Work. An excellent shit-buster. Its shit-busting capabilities may not seem so apparent at first, but trust me, it’s really effective. Just work. Any kind of work will do. Finish off your workload for the weekend. Learn a new skill or a new sport. Get that thesis manuscript done. You get to ignore life’s shit (trust me, you really just need to ignore them) AND you’re doing something productive. That’s two birds already. A third bird added to the kill is that you’re so busy you’re too tired to deal with all of this shit. Which brings us to the second best shit-buster.
2. Sleep. Nothing beats a full eight hours of good night’s sleep (or eight, nine, ten). Full of shit to the brim? Just sleep it out! I guarantee it’ll be next to nothing when you wake up. Of course there’s the residual pain and regrets from last night’s binge eating but hey, that’s natural. Sleep gets rid of those nasty eye bags while you’re at it and gives you that fresh, sparkling glow your frenemies will so be jealous about.
3. Listening to music. That’s why I love my trusty iPod. I guess it somehow affects your brain waves or whatever, but surely, it helps. Perfect for those cold, lonely nights in the four corners of your room, or just riding it out in a bad traffic situation. Whatever the situation is, music can make or break your day. Choose your genre, hit play, and enjoy. And oh, one more thing, do regulate the volume. The last thing you want is a smashed eardrum. Yikes.
4. Counting your blessings. Focus on the good things, even on the not-so-apparent ones at first. Hey, you have your loving family, your good friends, and your cute, fluffy dog: what more can you ask for? Those are more than enough blessings to keep any man sane and contented in this planet. Maybe you just got promoted. Maybe you just got past the hell out of Level 59. Or maybe you’ve just taken a stroll in the park on a lovely Saturday morning. Blessings big and small are all yours for the taking. You might just need to open your eyes a little bit more.
5. Losing yourself. Go beyond counting blessings. Go out and enhance your people skills. Get involved. Call your loved ones up. Show them you care. Help them out in their own problems. In the process of losing yourself, you build better relationships, you feel good about yourself, and you get to ignore shitty shit in the process.
6. Smiling. Even the very act of smiling when all of your insides are about to well up at the very least reduces the pain by at least a half. I’m not really sure how you quantify pain, let alone get one half of it, but I do know this: the main objective of life’s shitty shit shits is to let you down. Don’t give them the satisfaction of seeing you in the doldrums. Think positive. Nothing beats an optimistic attitude and a proactive spirit. You might not believe me, but however dismal you think the world is, it still never runs out of such wonderful and marvelous things you don’t even need to focus on the bad parts ever. And as a bonus for your happy tripping, you might just influence that repulsive guy over there for the better. And life might just get a little much better for you.

So, there you go. That’s my very own Shit-taking 101. Do you have some more useful shit-taking tips you’d like to share? Let us know in the comments! Have fun dealing with all of life’s shit and remember: stay happy!

That’s pretty much all blogs are, when you think about it… Something happens, we react, someone does something, we react… The Uber Grapevine, this is not your Grandma’s laundry line…

And we don’t exactly have to be hip-kitties concerning what we’re blogging about, it’s the same as in the olden days that way… Facts get convoluted, exaggerated, diminished, revised by opinion, cleaned up, muddied…

But that’s the fun of it! And not being held accountable for expressing your opinion, it’s our freedom   and we flex that muscle more than the one we use to reach for the remote.  Even when nothing seems capable of phasing us anymore, we blog endlessly about all the shite that phases us.  Action… reaction…

A perfect example of this, and wildly popular but for reasons you’d never guess, is a video on Youtube that has more than 2 million hits, and counting.  It portrays the “Action, reaction” theory perfectly!

Maybe you’ve heard of the video LOL? I’ll tell you the name, but don’t hit on it until you finish reading this, or you’ll be VERY sorry! LOL!

It’s called “2 girls 1 cup”… Ring any bells?

My point is (yes there’s a point to this LOL!), oft times the “action” is nothing, or at best straight-forward. It’s the reaction that’s the treat!!  Just like in blogging, the topic may be mundane, but the endless opinions, geeze!!

Anyway, back to “2 girls 1 cup”…. The video is insane, trust me you do NOT want to see it LOL!!  I’m not kidding here, it’s not the action but the reaction that is the topic of this discussion.  I just know you are biting at the bit to see what the video is all about, but in all seriousness, hold back!

Instead, go to Youtube, and run a search on “2 girls 1 cup”, but do NOT click on the actual video, you’ll thank me later LOL!!  Don’t make the same mistake more than 2 million have so far!

You’ll find listed there, tons of videos labelled “reaction to 2 girls 1 cup”, and THESE are the ones to watch!! “Grammy’s reaction to 2 girls 1 cup”,  ”My friends getting high & watching their reaction to 2 girls 1 cup”, on and on, etc…  Will you be curious as HELL to know what it is they’re all reacting to LOL?? Of course, but that’s where the fun is!  The last thing you want to do is….. watch the video “2 girls 1 cup”!!

But if you can’t resist? Then by all means, record your reaction as you’re watching it, and post THAT on Youtube LOL!!

You’re so easy LOL!! I can see you right now, searching for it, and you’ll cheat, and watch the video first, damn you… Don’t say you weren’t warned!

You’ve to check this guy out!

He has my favourite channel in all YouTube, I found him after watching 2 Girls 1 Cup (if you don’t know what it is don’t try to find out…), he made a parody song to that movie that featured in 2G1C website… After listening to the song I tought it was awesome and tried to find the guy on YouTube, that was when I came along with some of my favourites videos of all time!

From his channel I recommend watching EVERYTHING! Start for these 2 videos: “Being Gay” Commercial and Breathing Commercial, then move along to his songs…

I highly recommend: Radio Friendly Song, High as F#%k, Show me Your Genitals, Alone in the Universe…

Then be sure to check the whole channel and comment, rate, subscribe; the usual stuff

You’ve to check this guy out!

He has my favourite channel in all YouTube, I found him after watching  2 Girls 1 Cup (if you don’t know what it is don’t try to find out…), he made a parody song to that movie that featured in 2G1C website… After listening to the song I tought it was awesome and tried to find the guy on YouTube, that was when I came along with some of my favourites videos of all time!

From his channel I recommend watching EVERYTHING! Start for these 2 videos: “Being Gay” Commercial and Breathing Commercial, then move along to his songs…

I highly recommend: Radio Friendly Song, High as F#%k, Show me Your Genitals, Alone in the Universe…

Then be sure to check the whole channel and comment, rate, subscribe; the usual stuff

The last time the National League won an All-Star Game was way back in 1996. Hoping for positive thinking to help turn things around, Upper Deck announced that it would give a free pack of baseball cards to “everyone” if the National League won the worthless exhibition game.

The American League won 4-3.

This time around the big news was the 2016 Olympics and who would host the event. Miraculously, Chicago of all places was being considered. With little hesitation, Team Obama was formed to help bring the Olympics to America. Consisting of The First Lady, Oprah Winfrey, and the President, there was just no way Chicago would lose out.

That all changed when Upper Deck stepped in and started offering free cards again. Almost immediately and to the shock of many, Chicago was eliminated in the first round. Not only was this a huge Team Obama FAIL on the biggest stage in the world but it also proves the Upper Deck Curse still exists.

The Olympic Games were awarded to Brazil, home of ‘2 Girls, 1 Cup’.

It’s that time of year again! The trees are turning orange, the air is brisk, and the Uggs are flying off the shelves. Yes, people, we have again entered state fair season.

Saturday night I paid $15 to get into The Big E, the biggest state fair in New England right in Western Mass.  What I actually got was the chance to peace out on societal norms for a night. Breath of fresh air, it was. Smelled like sausage.

There is no other place where it is socially acceptable for a girl to shove three corndogs down her throat. (Well I’m sure there are some, I just haven’t been to them.) I watched as 15 year-old bastard children of carnies sadly dropped dough into vats of hot oil, struggling to earn their keep. A “M8K YOUR OWN SLUSH” cart failed to see the expansion of the 711 chain — but, paradoxically, people lined up all night to pay $5.95 for the same experience. My friends and I searched for 2 Girls 1 Cup on my cousin’s iPhone while standing in line for Fried Oreos — yet the thought of eating poop didn’t phase us when it came time to have an unofficial eating contest for the tasty, gooey-brown-center treats.

Children on leashes, hick-couples handing over a buck to see “The World’s Biggest Pig,” a Bear Funhouse which hopefully didn’t contain a live bear, a horse show which I still have NO idea what the purpose was, fat people mowing down on steak hoagies. At the end of the night, a large splatter of vomit on the pavement was the icing on the cake.

Good times, good people; Fall has officially begun.

Remember the nostalgic celebrity-based commercials of yester-year? Like good old Bill Cosby pushing that wholesome childhood snack – jello pudding? I miss Bill and his 30 second diatribes beseeching me to eat a healthy yet tasty alternative to SweetTarts.

Someone should call Bill and entice him back to TV Commercial Land, yet bump it up a notch so that what he’s peddling appeals to persons of ALL tastes – no matter how eclectic they may be.

I’ve got an idea! But I need your opinion.  Do you think Bill would ever do a commercial like this?

 
Then again, maybe he wouldn’t understand where I was going with it…

Después de darle muchas vueltas al tema de las etiquetas en los posts he decidido hacer un experimento 100% medible para saber qué tanto tráfico pueden generar éstas en un sitio.

Para empezar voy a taggear este texto con todas las etiquetas que a mi parecer son de las más buscadas en la web. Si, Megan Fox naked, la muerte de Mickael Jackson y 2 girls one cup están en la lista. Pero esto puede llegar a ser un trabajo interminable, así que los invito a que en los comments pongan todas las etiquetas que se les ocurran. Todo lo que sea comentado setá etiquetado indiscriminadamente (voy a tratar de no juzgar a nadie por sus comentarios, ja). A lo largo de toda esta semana iré revisando las estadísiticas de cómo es que la gente llega a este sitio y así veremos si realmente tiene o no que ver con las etiquetas en vez del contenido.

Para que este experimento no termine sólo en una estadística, con todas las categorías obtenidas y los resultados arrojados, haré un ejercicio de diseño tipográfico con el análisis de los datos. Algo así como una nube de categorías como la que pueden ver en el sidebar del blog pero con un poquito más de dirección de arte. Esto será posteado la próxima semana junto con los resultados estadísticos.

Bienvenidos los comentarios pa que este experimento cobre vida y a darle!

There is nothing worse than opening up an email with a misleading subject line  only to find out that you’ve just been spammed. Spam is one of the terrible things about the Internet that I could do without. It is in the same category as “Two Girls One Cup,” “Lemon Party,” and the Y2K bug. My life would be a little bit better if these things never existed.

Last week my girlfriend was spammed by someone in her old apartment building by a careless asshole named Tina who thought it was a good idea to Spam everyone on the apartment complex email list. She didn’t think much of it until a reply was sent out by an unlikely hero named Brad who put Tina in her place. Could this be the same Brad that wrote the tell all email about his ex-girlfriend? If it is, I owe this guy a few shots. Here is the soon to be famous  letter:

El viral no es un invento de Internet, ni de los publicistas, ni de la ciencia. El comportamiento viral es algo que nace del hombre. De la necesidad de repetir determinadas cosas, de hacer lo que otros hacen, de vivir lo que otros viven, de ver lo que otros ven, de sentir lo que otros sienten.

Cuando la Potota le cuenta el cuento que le contó la Chicha sobre la Chola, o cuando un estadio repleto de gente repite el oioioio de un cantante, eso es viral.

El caso que vamos a ver ahora es bastante particular ya que lo que realmente se viralizó no solo fue el video en si, sino, las reacciones de las personas al verlo. Lo que se viralizó fue la gente.

Reacción 1. Abuelita.

Reacción 2. Man in black

Reacción 3. Los Marines del ejercito de EEUU.

A continuación el video que provocó todo.  ¡Antes de verlo no se olviden de prender la cámara para filmar su reacción y sobre todo asegurarse de que sus jefes no estén mirando el monitor.

http://www.flurl.com/video/5496822_comments.htm

Como siempre estos casos lo levantan los medios. Reacción de en un capítulo de Stewie de “Padre de Familia”.

La frutilla de la torta.

Para finalizar, gracias Doctor Juampi por el pique para este post de Martes. Si alguien sigue el ejemplo de la rana René está bastaaaante jodido.

It’s happened to each of us at some point. You’re walking down the street, soda in one hand, cup of fried chicken in the other, and you realize you lack the dexterity to pop the next piece of poultry in your mouth, and the straw is too thin for hoovering even the sveltest morsel. (You tried.) Fret no more, friends, BBQ Chicken hits St. Marks with an elegant one-cup solution.

Behold. The combo cup-o-soda-cup-o-chicken. The perfect snack for:

* The Blackberry-toting mover/shaker
* The I-carry-my-own-shopping-bag conservationist
* The one-handed

A startling example of how Korean ingenuity is pushing the limits of fast food technology, this two-timing vessel has a lower chamber for your cola and a recessed lid that serves as a convenient receptacle for breaded – and unnaturally cubic – chicken nuggets.

As brilliant as the concept is the marketing approach. A straightforward product shot, which says, “This needs no explanation.” One has to wonder how many 2 girls 1 cup jokes were made in the copywriting process.

T-Shirt bei Sharkrobot 17,95 Girl-Dollars. ( via gearfuse)

The writing job that I desperately want to talk about:

I can’t talk about specifics… Yet. The hyperbole-laden details are right here. I’d like to think that it went well, but, honestly, it’s really difficult to tell. A producer from the show emailed me at 3:30pm (exactly) with four news stories that I had to rearrange and dust with the spray-tan version of wit. Here’s the trap in a situation like that:

You need to be funny without seeming like you’re trying too hard. For example: Anthony Jeselnik is funny. Dane Cook is funny but he tries too hard. Way too hard. Ruben Studdard would exert less effort summiting Everest than Dane Cook does over the course of a single joke. I needed to color the stories with my sense of humor, whilst remembering that the ultimate design is in the style of somebody else. Not easy.

Since this was my first time – and you could spot this coming a mile away – I spent way too much time on the first story. 55 minutes, to be exact. Leaving me – for all of your math whizzes out there – 65 minutes minutes for the next three stories. Whoops.

Instead of panicking, I calmly went downstairs and walked across the street to Coffee Time, where I ordered a large coffee. “The first one was the toughest”, I told myself, “you’ve figured out the format.” Now, all I had to do was rearrange 1100 words in 61 minutes. Piece of cake.

One of the more interesting aspects of this exercise – and any similar writing exercise: you have to write more than one punch line. Let me find a quick example…

Here’s an excerpt from a story on CNN.com about Best Buy accidentally listing a 52′ television for $9.99:

Early Wednesday morning, BestBuy.com listed a 52-inch Samsung HDTV for $9.99 — a savings of more than $1600.

As customers jumped on the Web site trying to take advantage of the offer, Best Buy announced it was a “pricing error” and was no longer available.

A recorded message on Best Buy’s customer service line told customers “we will not be placing any more orders for this unit,” and messages were sent on Twitter apologizing “for any disappointment.”

It appears there is little else (customers) can do. A spokeswoman for the Federal Trade Commission that investigates consumer complaints told CNN “The FTC act bars unfair and deceptive commercial practices.” Those would be cases of phony offers or sweepstakes, rather than a mistake, she said.

Punch line #1: An additional report suggested that politicians are looking into a similar line of protection with respect to unrealistic, outrageous and passively insulting campaign promises.

Punch line #2: My goodness. If you can’t trust an international corportaion with a $45,000,000,000 revenue in 2008, then who can you trust?

Punch line #3: Customers became even more enraged when Best Buy offered them a complimentary DVD package that included The Love Guru, Righteous Kill, Jumper, The Happening and the directors cut of 2 Girls 1 Cup. Although, when you think about, a film about eating shit is kind of appropriate.

Writing a punch line at the end wasn’t the only thing I had to do. When necessary, little bits of humor and – more importantly – personality had to be inserted into the body of the story. Otherwise, you’re just reading an AP article on-air. To paraphrase Les Grossman, “a nutless monkey could do that job”.

Long story, long length: I had a blast! What an awesome experience and I can only imagine that the day to day happenings would be a little like walking into my closet and finding Don Draper’s wardrobe.

As per usual, when I get news – good or bad – I’ll share more details.

“Nostalgia – it’s delicate, but potent. Teddy told me that in Greek, “nostalgia” literally means “the pain from an old wound.” It’s a twinge in your heart far more powerful than memory alone. This device isn’t a spaceship, it’s a time machine. It goes backwards, and forwards… it takes us to a place where we ache to go again. It’s not called the wheel, it’s called the carousel. It let’s us travel the way a child travels – around and around, and back home again, to a place where we know are loved.” – The Great Don Draper

EDIT: The computer that I’m using doesn’t have spell check. I don’t know why. Publishing something without spell check is like purposefully leaving your oven on when you go away for the weekend. (Sorry. I’ll stop complaining.)

EDIT #2: I wasn’t excited – at all – to see The Goods until I read a facebook update from a female friend of mine saying that it was a “stupid, stupid movie”. Now? I can’t wait to see it.

A poszt elolvasása utáni cselekedetek mind a saját döntéseid! Én nem ösztönözlek semmire, csak beszámolok egy élményemről, éppen ezért nem én vagyok a hibás azért, ha esetleg lelki sérülést szenvednél, kihánynád a reggelidet, vagy ne adj isten öngyilkosságot követnél el.

A poszt nem tartalmaz semmilyen undorító, gyomorforgató dolgot, tehát elolvasása után a saját kíváncsiságodat okold ha szívrohamot kapnál, mert te és nem én keresek rá valamire, amire nem kellett volna. Előre mondom, NE keress rá a posztban említett videóra! Na kezdjük is el akkor…

Kérlek minden betűt és videót nézz meg szépen sorjában, mert csak így értheted meg a folyamatot!

Történt egyszer, hogy a szokásos Youtube túrámon beleakadtam egy videóba, amiből sok száz, sőt ezer változat készült. A videók címe nagyjából ugyanaz volt: “2 girls one cup reaction”. Oookééé végigröhögtem mindegyiket, eszméletlen dolgokat műveltek az emberek a monitor előtt. Annyit sikerült már az elején megtudnom, hogy (természetesen) egy videóról van szó, amiben két lány és egy pohár vesz részt és valami nagyon nem stimmel vele, pedig romantikus zene szól alatta végig és gyakorlatilag mást nem is hallani. Körülbelül másfél percnyi volt minden reakció (ez implikálja az ominózus videó hosszát is) és az emberek többsége ordított, szenvedett és haldoklott közben. Általában vagy magukat vették fel, vagy másokkal nézették meg és aztán feltöltötték a megosztókra.  Íme az első reakció amit láttam… beszartam rajta.

Aztán persze jöttek a jobbnál jobbak, még Jackie nagymamája is látta…

És persze ezen kívül még sok sok sok, míg végül eljutottam ennek a két srácnak a videójához. Gondolom figyelmeztetésnek szánták… elbasztam. xD

Szerintem így a végére kezd kitisztázódni hogy miről is van itt szó. Persze ha esetleg mégsem, akkor se keress rá arra szóra hogy “2 girls 1 cup” mert ki tudja mi történhet.

Még télen néztem meg valahogy és utána hónapokig eszembe jutott néha evés közben. Bakker, de kár hogy nem vettem fel a reakciómat…

Egyébként meg lehet hogy a videó egy művészi alkotás és a pohár szimbolizálja a társadalmat, ami galád módon a két lány szerelmének útjában állt.

Acho que todo mundo já viu ou ouviu falar do vídeo  2 Girls 1 Cup, uns dos vídeos mais sexy de todos os tempo nojentos e grotescos de todos os tempos…

Mas se você saiu de coma hoje ou estava hibernando desde de antes da invenção da Internet, não tem problema, clique AQUI e assista essa obra prima.

Enfim, se aproveitando desse vídeo tão famoso, a Playboy fez uma espécie de paródia um pouco mais “assístivel”…Trata-se de 2 Girls 1 Sub:

E então povo, qual dos dois vídeos vocês preferem?

Eu estou em dúvida…

I like how all of my friends were sending me texts when Michael Jackson died as if I didn’t already know. Don’t you know who I am? I’m iTHUG baby! I keep my finger on the pulse of the internets. You think it matters that I was supposed to be working when the news broke? Do you think I work?! WTF is WORK, homie?? I’M A BOSS!! I just happened to go to Yahoo to confirm what I already knew and at first I couldn’t find anything. Then I scrolled down a bit and finally saw the headline. Click the thumbnail below to see what I mean:

So the newest unneccessary Nintendo Wii accessory was more newsworthy than the death of one of the greatest artists of all time? They couldn’t even post the story as a headline at the top of the page? Vending machines that dispense comfortable shoes for $8 was a bigger attention grabber?  Good call, Yahoo! And that’s why Google is the “2 Girls” to Yahoo’s “1 Cup”.

I knew someone would get upset at killing a fly. I am compassionate, but I have my limits. Why should I catch and release a filthy beast just so it may return to contaminate my house? Heck, I think I killed or at least called for the death of that cockroach relaxing on the wall outside Hiro Ballroom for the Malibu Rum event. Technically speaking I might have been disrupting its home, but I don’t care. It like the fly is not an endangered species and it spreads disease. Except the fly is the worse because it loves coprophagia; there is a reason people are grossed out by 2 girls 1 cup. Then to top it off the fly FLIES and touches everything else in sight. Thank you, Mr. President for quickly, efficiently killing that contaminate without any chemicals. Thank You.

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