'lil help

Hey guys!  I'm compiling a "Best of" list for new people to the blog and thought I'd ask for your opinion:
Which post is your favorite?

Feel free to tell me in the comments, or shoot me an email:  whatweirdos[dot]gmail[dot]com.

I'm "here" little one

I hear this product is very effective.  It just totally creeps me out.

(source here)

Catch phrases:
"you roll it, and you pat it, and you mark it with a ..."
"I'm here for you"
"You'll never be alone"
"Manos hands of fate"

So much yodelling

It's taken me awhile but I have finally found the perfect accessory for the yodelling pickles you all have.  I know, I know, you can thank me later.  Let me introduce you to:

(source here)

Remote Controlled Yodelling Lederhosen!  [cue applause]

My husband says I have to post this

Hannah W. sent this to me.  So you can blame her.  Or you can blame Tim, my husband, because after I went to the website and saw the detailed instructions (beware--the model is wearing speedos) on how to put on this item of clothing, I hesitated.  I drew back, but I couldn't look away.  The instructions were completely accurate about how to put on a pair of pantyhose.  Except they aren't pantyhose.  They're mantyhose.

(source here)

This image is from a men's magazine: e-mancipate.net: Hosiery Fashion Magazine For Men.  They're "military green".  Yep.  I can totally picture it.

Never thought I'd picture this though:

(source here)

What do YOU think the models were thinking?

Down with Broccoli

The masses have spoken:  Colonel Corndog is our hero!
Down with Baron von Broccoli!
Also:  this blog is cooler than a vegetable bent on world domination.
I'm so touched.

Thanks to everyone who voted!  You rock!

Fun Friday, if you like this sort of thing

[First, if you haven't voted for who you think will win this week's food fight, see yesterday's post and then head on over to the sidebar to pick your winner. ]
Friends, I've had this product sitting on my desktop since the week I started this blog.  I've hesitated to put it up, but this being an all-things-American week that hasn't yet featured a true hot-dog (almost, with yesterday's corn-dog), I figure I just can't delay it any longer.  The reason I've delayed is that, though it creates something "cute", it's just so horrific.  Brutal.  A cold-blooded killing.  We anthropomorphize hot-dogs so much that when I first saw Octodog's Frankfurter Converter, which turns a hot-dog into an octopus,

(source here and here)

all I could hear in my head was the 6 o'clock news:

"A warning to weaker viewers, this segment contains graphic images.  Residents in the neighborhood were shocked today when they came home to find police crime scene tape around their neighbor's house.  CSI's said the crime was the most horrific they's ever investigated:  the victim's lower half was splayed into 8 so-called legs and there was evidence of multiple stab wounds to the chest.  It appears the hot-dog killer has struck again.  More at eleven."

Poor diddle hot-dogs.  They never had a chance.

Corndog vs Broccoli

Who do you think would win?

(Source here)

"I, broccoli, vill triumph over Corndog man every time.  Zo I am extremely healzee for leetle peepul, I taste terrIBLe.  I vill zerefore survive! I vil not be eaten!"*

"Ha! take the broccoli!"

"No, vhat are you doing?  Do not pour your cheese on me!  No! No!  I must not taste good!  I vill be eate...AHHHHhh"

[chompy chompy]

*This is a German accent.  Just go with the flow people, go with the flow. 


Now let's hear your vote on who you think will win this timeless (at least until they rot) tussle.
It's time for.... [drum roll please]

The first What Weirdos poll ever!!!!
I'm so excited.  You have until midnight Saturday to cast your vote in the sidebar on the right.  I will post the results on Sunday!  Feel free to enlighten us as to what swayed your vote, in the comment section below. ;)