Archive for wack

Mandles – candles on testosterone

Isn’t it sweet that he lit a candle for you, bathing his man cave in a warm glow and the smell of … wait, is that skunk? Pal, you are so not getting laid tonight. He’ll run that risk if he falls for Mandles. But it’s apparently not a joke to two entrepreneurs who are staking their latest business venture on the belief that manly men will buy candles with potent scents like Skunk, Rawhide, Swimsuit Model, Grass, Auto Shop and Campfire Smoke. Launched by a husband-and-wife team, Mandles Co. advertises its products as “candles on testosterone.”

On the horizon: Burnt Gunpowder, for that just-pulled-an-armed-robbery smell. Pipe dream: Wet Dog. What’s probably not in the cards for buyers of these $15 stinkpots is human contact with anyone but their drinking buddies.

From BrandFreak

Garbage builds in Cairo without pigs to eat up organic waste.

This story in yesterday’s New York Times is actually quite devastating, and is also undeniably wack. Pigs, along with one subjugated racial group, have long been charged with garbage duty in Cairo. Now the pigs have been relieved of their duty by the Egyptian government, which rashly killed them all to prevent the spread of swine flu. The slaughter, of course, did no such thing, and trash in Cairo is now thigh-high, because goats, apparently, just aren’t as hungry as pigs.

Pigs were the champion garbage consumers in Cairo. Goats just dont seem up to the task.

"Pigs were the champion garbage consumers in Cairo. Goats just don't seem up to the task."

Snuggie for dogs

Not only did I miss this video, I also missed the parody. I’ll admit that I’m not entirely sure if the Dog Snuggie makes me happy or somewhat sad that I no longer have cable, I do know one thing: this shit is wack.

And the parody, which is just the ad with a voiceover done by a twelve-year-old with a lisp.

A dedication to you wack MCs

Greetings to all.

After much ado, I’ve started a blog. Not everything you’ll find here will be wack, but a lot of it will. In addition to some non-wack stuff, I’ll be posting links to lots of wack sites, sounds, and images, along with musings on the avant garde arts scene and homespun food and drink recipes, all straight outta BedStuy, my ghetto fabulous Brooklyn neighborhood.

PS It’s worth noting that this song by Del Tha Funkee Homosapien, one of my hip hop icons, is not the slightest bit wack. It’s actually awesome.