This shirt is a little more R-rated than children tapping on a glass because this shirt is not implying tapping on glass…

T-shirt courtesy of Snorgtees

What is that expression supposed to mean anyways. ‘I’d tap that’? Obviously the intentions are clear, but does it really make sense? Not really, You don’t really ‘tap’ anything? It’s just a voice of expression on expressing ones sex appeal. Kind of like by saying you would ‘tap’ that you have approval. It’s definitely only the male population that uses that expression thanks god.

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So what do you guys think about this Halloween T below?

T-shirt courtesy of neatorama.com

Boring right? She thinks she can get away with it beacuse she has big boobs? Just the fact that it says this is my Halloween costume with perky breasts makes this costume ok? I don’t think so.

That’s another reason why Halloween really bothers me. It is just an excuse for girls to get dressed up all slutty and show their tummies and legs and anything else that might ‘pop’ out. I know the guys love it, but seriously, every year Halloween gets more and more slutty. That is why anyone over 19 loves this holiday so much. They know they are going to get to see a lot of skin, and it’s like the girls compete with each other on who can be more slutty and look the hottest.

That’s why I go the opposite direction and have the least flattering outfit. Can’t get much more hidden than a massive silver cylinder around you. Although, I have to admit, I will be wearing this keg with knee high stiletto boots…

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T-shirt courtesy of BustedTees

My brother in law is one of these guys. Rolls his eyes when we are all talking about it and then when we are planning who’s house to watch it at this week etc, then when it’s on he is the one that ’shush’s’ people up. “Shhhhh be quiet it’s on! I can’t hear!”

So what is it about guys thinking if they watch shows like this that part of their manly hood is stripped? It’s not even really that of a girly show compared to Gossip Girl and all of those. There is blood, accidents, sex, fighting, hot girls…so why can’t guys enjoy it as much as girls?!

If a guy was wearing this shirt, it would definitly catch my attention. I know it’s more of a joke, but a guy that can admit that he enjoys greys PLUS actually really enjoy grey’s is a guy I could be with!

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T-shirt courtesy of Threadless

When people usually use the term ‘my better half’ they are talking about their significant other. I never have understood this. If they are your significant other, they aren’t half of you, the would be ‘my better whole’, because they are a whole other person. I know metaphorically they are talking about them ‘completing’ you but still. You are still one person, and they are a whole other person, therefore, ‘my better whole’.

Then there are always the identical twins. I always thought what it would be like to be an identical twin. I used to think I would like it beacuse you would be such great friends, but really, you don’t need to be an identical twin to be best friends with your siblings, that can happen even if you don’t look the same. In fact, if I had an identical twin, I would probably drive myself crazy having to compare myself all the time. Who looks better, who is wearing a better outfit, who’s hair is nicer tonight, which one of us did our make up better. Wow that was exhausting just even thinking about.

As twins, you wouldn’t necesarily label your twin ‘the better half’ but you would try to blame your mistakes on them. You always see that in tv shows and movies, I wonder if it actualyl has ever worked in real life.

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Then there is this bear right here. Massive big black bear and looks so harmless, just wanting some honey.

T-shirt courtesy of Threadless

Do bears really adore honey or is that just a myth because of Winnie the Pooh. Clearly they love all sweet stuff but would they really be able to tell the difference between sugar and honey? “Oh yumm…those campers have honey – my fav!”

Do you know what is even more adorable than this shirt? The fact that it comes in baby sizes!!!

T-shirt courtesy of Threadless

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T-shirt courtesy of Monsieurpoulet

Candy always means celebration. It’s such a treat. First of all, I don’t think there is anyone who doesn’t like candy. Sure, there may be some people who don’t have a sweet tooth and that’s ok. Weird, but ok. But even if you don’t have a sweet tooth, you can’t possibly not like every single kind of candy. There are tons of kinds of candy out there. Gummies, sugar ones, jellybeans, licorice, bon bons, what are bon bons anyways. I thought bon bons were just candy in french, but I think bon bons are actually stereotyped as the ‘hard’ candies. The one you have to suck.

My favorite candies are the gummies without the sugar. Like gummy worms, gummy bears, ju jubes, etc. If I was a solider battling in war and a green ju jub dropped right in front of me I’d be in heaven. All my problems would definitely fly.

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T-shirt courtesy of Threadless

Why don’t you make your life be Happily Ever After. Do what you have to do to be happy. It’s actually not that hard. Some people have life easier than others, but everyone has a shot and a fair chance to deal with what they have to make it a happy life.

Why have Fairy Tales become such a trend? As if it was ‘cool’ to read and tell stories about Fairy Tales but now everyone tries to stay away from them because they aren’t true. Ezpecially the Prince Charming Phase. I just want my Prince Charming and to live happily Ever After. Is that so hard to ask for?

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T-shirt courtesy of Zazzle.ca

So I love corn so much that whenever I go up to a cottage, corn on the cobb comes with. It’s like we are buddies. A few weekends ago i was up at a cottage with a friend where we nicknamed ourselves ‘the corn girls’ before we even got up there. You see, there was a mistake in the ‘who’s bringing what’ list. At this cottage, everyone was told to bring their own food for what they wanted to eat. So the corn was on MY list, but because my friend was so adamant in me just telling her what to bring, the list kind of got screwed up. Instead of me bringing up 5 corns for the 2 of us, she brought up 2 corns to add to the 5. I’m not sure how good you are at math, but that’s 7 corns for 2 people. We weren’t complaining, we love our corn, but we were only there for a night.

We were laughing on the way up because we hardly knew anyone at this cottage. As we were uncomfortable enough as it was, we were going to be the crazy girls that show up and eat corn. So we nicknamed ourselves the ‘corn girls’. We had no problem with this nickname, in fact, the nickname kind of grew on us.

So we finally arrived, introduce ourselves, and crack open a beer. The day went on and finally it was dinner time where we could begin our corn fest. I start to prepare and gather our food, and decide to use my friends 2 corns first. I pick the corn off the counter and put them on the bbq while we wait, wait, and wait. Everyone else is hustling and bustling around the kitchen asking “where are my potatoes’, and “oh is this my milk?” Needless to say, everyone knew what they had brought themselves, and only ate what they had brought. By the time it was ready to eat, we were so full on beer and chips, that these 2 corns were plenty, and we would save the rest for later. We also did have two delicsiously small steaks to add to the delisciousness.

Long story short, the next day it was time to go, and we gathered all of our things. Don’t forget our sleeping bag, check. Did you get your glasses? Check. Oh, the cooler and the food bag! Check. We pack the car and say our goodbye’s, and we officially became the two girls that came to the cottage, partied, woke up and left. We did not intend to do that at all but I don’t think we left a very good impression on the friends of a friend. We didn’t mean to and that was not our intention at all, but I had to get home early for work, and plus, no one really looked too disappointed to see us go. They were more like – BYE!!!!!!

So anyways, we start our journey home, and about half way through, we feel like something to nibble on. I remember the bag of gummy bears that is still in our food back, so my friend reaches back to pull out the bag of gummies, only to find her two corn on the cobs in the bag. “Ummm Franca…who’s corn did you use?”  “The ones you brought up!” I look over, and there she is holding up her two corns which obviously had not been eaten by us last night. We check the other bag, and there are my 5 corns. Here are the corn girls, who literally came up with too much corn, and yet still ended up eating someone elses corn.

Literally – We were the corn girls.

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T-shirt courtesy of Threadless

You can normally tell the cheerleader type people may have been losers in high school. They get excitied about everything as if this is the first time they are doing it. Whoever chants “lets go do fun stuff” you know has never really don fun stuff.

I find that is the case with anything you have to state the obvious. I once had an experience recently where I was at a concert. I was already having a great time, and one of the friends I was with came up and shouted “Let’s have Fun Guys’!!!!!!!!!! What a laugh we had because after he said it he realized that it sounded silly, but you can’t tell someone to have fun, it has to come naturally. Once you tell someone to have fun it’s almost like you don’t want to? Or the moment is ruined because now it’s like you are obeying someones rules.

Sometimes though energy can’t be controlled. Same as what I just described as above, you can’t tell yourself to get hyper and energetic, it comes naturally and when it does, it’s hard to control or hide. I’m going to let you in on a little secret. I would like to introduce to you what I call a ‘hyper burst’.

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There. That is a hyper burst. Sometimes when I am talking to someone on msn, or email, or skype, or however you communicate to one another over a computer, I get so excitied about what we are talking about (whether it be plans for the evening or a weekend coming up) i all of a sudden get so much energy that i don’t know what to do with it. That energy all of a sudden goes straight to my finger tips where I have to let it out so go crazy on my keyboard. It is like my ‘release’. They energy is released out of my fingers onto the keyboard. I feels great! And some hyper bursts are longer than others….you should try it sometime…it works wonders!

There are things people should keep to themselves sometimes, and I think that probably should have been one of them.

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