false advertising

Alright, I don't get it. Can someone explain to me what Abercrombie & Fitch sells? On my way home from work I was stared down by a 2 story tall photograph of a young shirtless guy with his hand in his hair. Fantastic... What the crap does this have to do with clothes?! They sell clothing don't they or did they switch gears entirely and just started selling young men. If they have I apologize whole heartily and commend their advertising department, bravo, well done and all that.



Now I can understand as a clothing manufacturer you'd want to have an attractive model wearing your companies latest fashion. This makes sense to me. You're showing your product on the best possible figure much like how toothpaste companies show people with perfect bright white smiles brushing with their product, But when your model isn't wearing anything, how does this sell your product?! Am I supposed to look at this photo and think, "Man he's got great hair, I should go buy some of their jeans..." I mean come on!! Is it because your clothing is so over priced that even the model couldn't afford to buy any of it?

Either way I'm not going to shop there. Call me old fashion, a prude or even a heterosexual, but young naked men just don't me want to go out and buy a company's clothing line.

Bacon FTW

Bacon = awesome. Most understand this simple equation but there are still a few out there that just don't get it which is just a terrible tragedy...

Bacon is a well used meat. It's made its way into breakfast, lunch and dinner. It can be found by itself, sprinkled on a salad or in a big beefy burger. Most of us out there feel that bacon has been taken to its limits, but there are still a few bacon trail blazers out there continuing to search for that untouched, virgin soil where they can expand in the name of baconie goodness.

I recently found examples of two such baconeers.

Firstly, the bacon cake. Genius! Combining our love of cake with that of bacon. Who needs to blow out the candles and make a wish? Its already been granted. Happy birthday indeed!

Secondly, bacon ice cream. Stupendous! Imagine the distant sound of the ice cream truck with its lullaby like music slowly drifting in the breeze to your ear. The music gets louder, as does the sound of voices, many voices, cheering loudly. You walk to the front of your yard and see the truck stop on your road. Men from all over the neighborhood clamor to get their orders to the man in the paper hat in first. Why all the commotion?! What flavor could be driving them to such levels?! BACON!