This year did not disappoint when it came to sex headlines. In 2012, I learned a lot of new and important (I’m not sure if “important” is quite the right word, but I’m going with it) lessons. I’m still trying to make sense of it all, but let’s review what I’ve absorbed thus far. There was just so much…
Just when I thought this sleeping bag snowsuit was the World’s Coziest Invention, I come across a picture of this full-body sweater onesie thing. Suddenly my winter wardrobe seems wholly inadequate. And yes, in case you’re wondering, that does appear to be a zip-up penis hole for easier peeing and/or sweater onesie sex, if you’re into that sort of thing. Brilliant! [Neatorama via Obvious Winner]
You think you’ve seen the worst of them, but the bad mothers of this world just keep one-upping each other. Whatever grievances you have with your mom, know that these daughters’ mommy issues are way, way worse. We extend our condolences. Seriously. We’ve rounded up the most appalling mothers of the year and the unfortunate daughters who had to endure them.
For sale: 24-karat gold pills that “turn your innermost parts into chambers of wealth.” At $425 a poop, I mean a pop, your shit will be flecked with pure gold flakes when you swallow these luxurious vitamins.
“Like an addict, all I want is more. Like celebrity and celebrity culture, demand for luxury items is completely created,” said the designers, Tobi Wong and Ju$t Another Rich Kid, who originally created the pills as part of an art project in 2006. Wong has since passed away.
Sadly, something which it seems was meant to make us take a look at our culture, will now end up in the Kardashians’ toilet bowl. But maybe that was their point all along? Seeing as how the golden poop pills are temporarily out of stock, you’ll have to rethink your subversive Christmas list. [Daily Mail UK]