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gogirl.........umm where?.......behind a tree?
Posted by: queek | November 24, 2009 at 01:13 PM
At long last, I can write my name in the snow!
Posted by: donnah | November 24, 2009 at 01:36 PM
Donnah: It sounds glamourous at first, but then when your wee-wee becomes a penicicle, you start to rethink the whole thing.
Posted by: EvilDrPuma | November 24, 2009 at 01:51 PM
Penicicle!!!!
Posted by: watertiger | November 24, 2009 at 01:54 PM
The penicicle is mightier than the sword (and more maneuverable...).
Posted by: Elspeth Ravenwind | November 24, 2009 at 02:36 PM
EvilDrPuma:
Rats!
Posted by: donnah | November 24, 2009 at 03:11 PM
um, no.
Posted by: pansypoo | November 24, 2009 at 03:28 PM
a funnel designed to control the splatter.... now it's a stream that can DIRECTLY run into your shoes... not sure that's an improvement.
Posted by: sukabi | November 24, 2009 at 03:52 PM
After having to hover over a seatless toilet in the Toledo, Spain bus depot...this could come in handy in certain situations.
Posted by: Elspeth Ravenwind | November 24, 2009 at 03:54 PM
you just haven't lived until you've used one of those "chiottes turques" - the kind with footpads and a hole in the floor - in the back of a dingy working class Parisian cafe...
Posted by: punaise | November 24, 2009 at 04:29 PM
this is the obvious solution to the problem of women crashing the men's restroom at intermission time at the opera.
Posted by: punaise | November 24, 2009 at 04:30 PM
Good luck getting *that* through the TSA checkpoint at the airport.
Posted by: dan mcenroe | November 24, 2009 at 04:36 PM
My wife has pissed standing up for years, and can knock a moth off a stump. She doesn't dribble any more than I do.
She found some website that tells you how.
It comes in handy during tick season.
Posted by: coozledad | November 24, 2009 at 04:38 PM
Why-oh-why is it that godawful peptobismol PINK? Yuck!!!
What feminist would carry around something that not only said "girl" (an insult), but was an ugly pink? And the crossed legs???!!!???
:roll eyes:
I do have a little french funnel in my backpack, but it is a discreet beige. That pink might as well have rhinestones. :p
Posted by: hauksdottir | November 24, 2009 at 04:51 PM
Is that a new birth control device?
Posted by: Asta | November 24, 2009 at 05:39 PM
now featured on Broadway:
"A Funnel Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum"
"Urine, the Money"
Posted by: punaise | November 24, 2009 at 07:17 PM
"Harper Valley Pee T & A"
Oh, hell with it. It's impossible to out-do punaise in the 'just for pun' department.
Posted by: FastMovingCloud | November 24, 2009 at 08:02 PM
you just haven't lived until you've used one of those "chiottes turques" -
Oh, lord. i encountered my first one in the medieval town of Vezelay this summer. I couldn't do it. I ended up sneaking into a cafe to use their toilet.
I can pee in the bushes, but I can't pee in one of those.
Posted by: g | November 24, 2009 at 10:16 PM
I'm so confused . . . which end goes where, and why?
Is this a birth control device of some sorts?
(they don't tell me nothin)
Posted by: larue | November 25, 2009 at 04:43 AM