Friday, November 7, 2008

In Which I Am Puzzled

While picking up a few things at the grocery store last night, I walked by this interesting advertisement:

Color me perverted, but when I first saw this in the grocery store, I did a double-take... I didn't just see a sign for a new product called 'Fuckables', did I? I just had to go back to check and make sure I was wrong.

I know that they're probably trying to play off of the popular "Lunchables" brand, but seriously? What off-their-rocker advertising exec came up with this brilliant name?

"Forkables"? Really?


This weekend will prove to be a busy one. My sisters and I are throwing a party for my parents 25th wedding anniversary on Saturday, and my younger sister is getting married on Sunday. Because of these two events I'll be spending more time than I'd like to in dress pants and a button-down shirt, but at least I'll look nice for a change. Hopefully both events will go off without a hitch, because I frankly don't possess the patience to deal with anything else otherwise, even if it does provide me with good blogging material.

Happy Friday, and enjoy your weekend, everyone!


Sus said...

That is too funny.

This is not quite the same thing, but I thought I would share. One night my husband and I were driving home from work and passed the local buffet, the "Golden Corral." Unfortunately its sign had a few of its letters burnt out, so instead it read "Go--en -or-al"

Haha. YEAH! Thank you thank you! I'll be here all week.

Cape Cod Gal said...

Ah, the dirty word food game. I was in the store yesterday and laughed my ass off when I saw the Tofurky. There is something about that word that tickles me.

Employee No. 3699 said...

So, you really saw 'Fuckables'? I'm getting out my grandkids' crayolas and coloring you perverted.

Have a great weekend!!

Aunt Becky said...


They look nasty, too.

Miss Grace said...

This is as opposed to food that is NOT forkable?

Miss Grace said...

Oh, and once I was waiting for a bus, and I looked up and the one headed for me I swear to god said "PENIS LANDING." It actually said PENS LANDING.

scatterbrain said...

Hope we get them here - I'd buy some Fuckables just for the name. Hahaha!

Sounds like an eventful weekend - hope you can still get into your dress pants.

Have fun ;)

Badass Geek said...

Sus: If I were a single man, I'd frequent any establishment titled "Goin Oral", so long as it wasn't a gay bar.

Cape Cod Gal: Tofurky... There is just something wrong about that. Both in the name and the product itself.

Employee No 3699: Not too dark of a shade of Perverted, please.

Aunt Becky: Any pasta product that is formed into shapes like footballs or basketball hoops has got to be nasty.

Miss Grace: Exactly my point. Are we going to see a soup product called "Spoonable", or a pan-fry dish called "Spatulable"? Also, I'd be scared to get on a bus that I suspected was going to Penis Landing. Who knows where that would take you...

Scatterbrain: I'd totally buy some Fuckables, just for the conversation piece. As far as the dress pants go, I bought 'em a little big so they'd be sure to be comfortable.

Moonspun said...

I would have totally seen Fuckables, too!
Enjoy the family weekend and festivies. Lots of reason to celebrate!

Kat said...

Dude I had to re-read it more than once. Then I asked myself "Don't they know that spooning leads to forking?"

Congrats to your parents making it 25 years of marriage. My parents are coming up on 30 years next year. I am hoping I can get back to the states for one giant shindig!

Heather said...

You are so like me at the grocery store, we should shop together some time!

Jen W said...

Congrats to your parents! And maybe I just don't get it but why would those raviolis require a fork anyway? I mean, is that really a selling point???

Lola said...

Come on, tell the truth. You bought some, didn't you?

enthalpymama said...

Good luck with the big events! As for forkables? Even if you hadn't said it, I am sure most 3 year olds will by accident. Which, in a way, is a great marketing strategy. "Okay, okay, honey, I'll get them just stop saying f*$k balls in the grocery store!!"

Badass Geek said...

Moonspun: It would have been impossible not to see it that way.

Kat: So long as there isn't a knifing, I think we're all safe.

Heather: Sounds good to me! When should I expect to see you in Maine?

Jen W: Apparently, it is. The logic is lost on me.

Lola: No, actually. I thought of it, but I don't like ravioli.

Enthalpy Mama: The marketing execs are getting the last laugh on that one.

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