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What kind of world would we be living in if we did not have toasters that print penises and vaginas on our bread? Sacrilege! The people at Breakfast In Bed have created a toaster that does magic. You put your bread into the toaster and it comes out with a toasted-on penis or vagina. I’m assuming that one slice of bread comes out with the penis, and the other comes out with the vagina. There are even toasters for gay {Read More}
Valentine is coming around the corner again, and I know that men and women – probably men especially – are running all over the place trying to find a gift. Everyone wants to buy the perfect gift for that special someone. Luckily for you, after months and months of extensive research, I now have the answer for you: Now what woman in her right mind wouldn’t want this as a Valentine gift? I think it shows true commitment from the man. {Read More}
I know, I know, you have been having sleepless nights about what to get me for my birthday. Yup. My birthday is only 12 days away, and as usual, I am pumped! I will be celebrating my 21st birthday — again. As is customary on Verastic, I am here to let you know what I want, so that you in turn can get me what it is that I want. That way, everybody is happy. Easy, I know. 1. Dodge {Read More}
I have been menstruating for the past decade (Hey! Don’t try to calculate my age. I was a late bloomer!), and just when I thought I would never be rewarded for the gallons of blood I have lost and the combined hours of menstrual cramps I have endured, Always came in and changed my story. So, there I was, shopping for my favorite brand of pads – really, Always is the best! – when I spotted this on the box. {Read More}
This post is about forty hours late. If you’re going to accuse me – like the Twitters did – of disappearing off the face of the world wide web because Mr. Shoes kidnapped me for my birthday, then well, I cannot confirm or deny that accusation. I still feel pretty brand new in my new age. And, of course, as far as I’m concerned, it’s still my birthday. For those that are concerned about late gifts, please fear not, for {Read More}
When I was 14 (in Nigeria), my dad went to the store and bought me a Christmas dress – as was the tradition for Christmas and Easter. Big mistake for this particular year. Mom should have gone with him – as she usually did. He came back with a peach and ivory poufy dress. Not only was the dress a mama-tie-me-for-back dress, but it was also a Mary-Amaka dress. In other words, it had a very long belt that had {Read More}
I might have misled you a bit. Just a bit. Remember when I told you that I was just 21 a little while ago? Yes, yes… I mean when I nagged about age creeping up on me… yes, that day. Well, I also blogged about my upcoming birthday – a day I love by the way – but obviously, a new birthday means a new age. A bigger age. The point is … while I was typing away about my {Read More}
Is it just me, or does a woman’s age begin to speed like light once she reaches the age of 21. Once upon a time, I could not wait to turn 21. 21, to me, was the real legal age. The problem with turning 21 is that 22 immediately follows – and then 23, 24, 25, 26, 27 … 114… and before you know it, you’re wondering where all the time went. I feel like I just blogged about my {Read More}
