Hello. I like remembering things, and so do you. That’s why I’ve put together another list of classic toys, up to some of which you might have wanted for Christmas.

If you remember these then, yeah. Good for you.

Disclaimer: If you never got these, your parents didn’t love you. Sorry and all that.

Choose Your Dinner

Balls Of Death

Fisher Price Disabled Knee

Kill It With Fucking Fire

Lovely Ballsacks

Fisher Price My First Sex Line

No Fucking Clue

My Mum Warned Me Not To Do That At Night

Oh Shit It’s Dead

Sasha Grey Viewmaster

Quick Stab Its Arse!

You Wot M8

Your Parents Hate You

Fuck Off Kid, I’m Busy

Fin.

I’m a bit obsessed with old coin-op rides. For a mere 20p, you can have the thrill of sitting there and going up and down, or round and round. Sometimes you even get to sit next to a celebrity like Postman Pat.

While there are some rides that are quite rightly considered classics (more on that here), there are others that are… less nice. These rides cost 20p and your immortal soul.

Warning: Try not to read this sober. Or at all.

1. “Help, kill it with fire”

Why is it in an office. Continue reading “18 terrifying coin op rides” →

Got this catalogue in a TV guide the other week:

Now that I am a middle aged ball of pessimism and lard, I find myself viewing these catalogues as “quite good actually – you can scoff, but do you have adequate lumbar support?”

With that disclaimer out of the way, I still reserve the right to take the piss out of these catalogues, on the grounds that they’re a bit shit. Continue reading “Healthy Living Direct: face protein and foot tampons” →