It’s that time again, Manslations faithful. It’s time for this week’s Manslations News roundup. Lots to talk about this week. Let’s get right to it!
The Beckham’s Bringing Their Designer Scents to America
Well, first of all, thank GOD. Here I was, walking around like an idiot NOT smelling like the Beckhams. I didn’t even know that I had the option. Well, now I do. The Beckhams are bringing their his and hers scents to the States. (Incidentally, most couples make their own scents, but they usually are as a result of eating spicy foods or sitting around the house all day Saturday not showering because, what, is the Pope coming over or something?)
http://www.myfolio.com/art/ys25odl5ik
Omaha Craigslist
Look, “The Beckhams” aren’t designing anything. Posh is. I don’t care what kind of a fancy-metro-boy David Beckham is, I guarantee you that he’s still being dragged into the fragrance design field kicking and screaming. Well, at least he was being dragged until it was estimated that they will make 100 million dollars from it this year, and twice that next year.
You know what? For that kind of money, I’d put my name on a fragrance and sell it door to door wearing a party dress and a Pippi Longstocking wig*.
*I’ll probably just do that anyway. I could use the fresh air.
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Company in Memphis Offers New Service: Bikini-clad Women to Mow Your Lawn
This has to be one of those things that sounds sexier to the average stupid man than it really turns out to be. I’m sure the young ladies that they hire are very attractive and all. But do these men really want all the neighbors to know that basically they hire hot women to do their lawn while they sit around the yard with a boner?
The answer? Ugh. Apparently they don’t mind. This is the danger of these men getting so out of shape*. They have nothing to lose.
You know, the women of the neighborhood might do well to fund this business themselves in an effort to keep from seeing the suburban fat ass dads of the area in THEIR version of “skimpy sportswear.” As in, short, destroyed shorts that look like the guy was shipwrecked in them, black sandals and black socks. And nothing else.
Wow. I think you could probably have a telethon to ensure that no man below a certain level of fitness ever does his own lawn again. On that image alone, I’m ready to chip in.
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