I cribbed that line from Dave Barry, cuz it's all I can come up with for this one. I really, truly, sincerely have no idea why someone would want to make, possess or give as as gift a Tampon Angel. I really, really wish this were a parody of some sort but it is real. View page at your own risk. The weird, cutesy language is especially disturbing. Along with complete instructions for making one, there is even a POEM about it! Look away if you don't have the stones for this:
I'm your little visiting angel, pretty as a swan.
I'll decorate your tree or wreath from dusk until the dawn.
I know that every month you'll think of me and put a smile on!
I'll even be hanging around when you crave a box of bon bons.
Now I guess you've figured out, and no, you're not wrong...
Someone found out another use for a playtex tampon!
BTW, I just love the Internet, but sometimes I wonder what the Internet thinks of US. Maybe it's plotting, plotting against the inferior humans like HAL9000 in 2001: A Space Odyssey. And you know, sometimes we would deserve it.
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