Category Archives: What
Cash4Gold: The Scam
I’ve known that Cash4Gold was a scam ever since I first saw one of their ads on daytime television one day last year while I was home sick from work. What I didn’t know was that it’s really one of the slimier cons out there right now. Check out this report on The Consumerist for details from a former employee. These guys somehow managed to pull out a Super Bowl ad yesterday featuring Ed McMahon and M.C. Hammer.
I’m so disappointed in you, M.C. How could you affiliate yourself with such filth?
Michael Phelps is a Pothead
I try not to link to garbage tabloid sites like News of the World, but they’re making huge waves right now over a photo they published in this article. It shows eight time Olympic gold medalist swimmer Michael Phelps taking a hit from a bong that most likely contains marijuana. The photo was supposedly taken at a party at his girlfriend’s university back in November. Phelps has already issued several public apologies over the photo, so it’s obviously a legitimate situation.
What a dumbass. He’ll have huge problems with the Olympic committee, now. He’s going to end up having his own VH1 special over this someday.
Out of Context #0060
Friend: I engaged in epic warfare with a staircase this evening.
Mr. Pink: Did you emerge victorious?
Friend: No. As it turns out, staircases have a secret weapon.
Friend: …a mysterious force called “gravity”.
Mr. Pink: Fuckin’ Newton, man. I’m telling you.
Hamster Prank on Live Broadcast
I’m guessing that someone lost their job over this.
The Dildo Lady
There’s a hilarious article on The Globe and Mail about a woman named Patty Brisben who has literally made millions of dollars selling dildos and other sex toys at private parties similar to the ones that Mary Kay and Tupperware consultants hold. The weird part is that her kids help her run the company.
I don’t think I could handle the word “dildo” and “mom” in the same sentence.
Out of Context #0059
*Mr. Pink is sitting on the toilet in the stall. Coworker walks into the bathroom.*
Coworker: Good fucking lord, it smells like someone died in here.
Mr. Pink: Yeah, that was the work of <name redacted> from IT.
Mr. Pink: He just left. He was laughing on his way out.
Coworker: What the fuck did he have for lunch? Hot garbage?







