I effing love sharks. I love shark week, I like their big mouths, I like their stealthy behavior. I just like them. I like when I logged onto facebook today, off on the side bar was an ad for this:
Um, gimme. I don't even use knives or really do much in the kitchen besides shove a frozen pizza in the oven, but no kitchen is complete without these.
Then I went on a total googlefest looking for sweet shark accessories. You wouldn't believe the stuff that's out there.
Um, gimme. I don't even use mittens because they are a smoker's nightmare. But I would totally quit for 10 minutes to rock these shark mittens.
There's what may be compared to the plague with staplers at work. 2/3 of the entire stapler population has fallen off the face of the cheesecake. What I wouldn't give to have someone ask to borrow my stapler and I get to bust this sleek mother out.
CMON. Do they make this in Libby size?
THEY EVEN SELL SHARK BABIES. Does anyone know what the going rate for a shark baby is right now? Because if this adorable costume would help me in the future sell my potential accidental child on the internet, I think it's worth the $50.
Like, get the fuck right out of town with this. But then come back, bearing all this stuff for me. Except for the baby.
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