Friday, November 13, 2009

I'm Totally Stealing, But I Asked First.

We all know Mooooooooooooog over at Mental Poo, right?

Come on now, I know we might all be a bit embarrassed about it. But we do. And we love him.

Sometimes, we even dream about him. His short, powerful body as he squeezes it into a child's size karate outfit...

Damn.

Fantasy juice.

He'll get that. You won't.

Anyway, I am totally using his idea for Motivational Poster Friday. He apparently made this thing up, and I guess there is someone else using the idea named Mike, and he is not giving our boy any credit. This guy Mike is a doucher. Someone should find his site and go tell him he's gay.

*raises hand*

"Yes Mr. Sloat?"

"I have the site right here."

"You do? Would you share it with the class please?"

"I sure will. Just click HERE!"

Anyway, here's my first one.



In Mooooooog's words, click to enlarge. (twss)

Don't you like it? I think I did good. I made it over at Big Huge Labs, just like our boy.

In case you don't get it, I'll tell ya.

(It's cause if you knew Spanish, you could totally tell them to touch your wiener. But you don't know Spanish, because you spent those two years of classes totally trying to see down your cousins shirt. Wait. That was French. Either way, really.)

I may or may not make a habit of this.

I'm out like a hymen on prom night.

Peace.

16 comments:

  1. Nicely done.

    Um..

    Hymens go OUT?!?!

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  2. HAHAHA..you linked to Spaz.

    I sense dark things for your future, Travis.

    Correction, if I may:

    I didn't invent this...trust me, if I did I'd be rich and tending to my minions of women feeding me grapes while fanning me with a fig leaf.

    Thanks for mentioning me.

    Next time, just send a check.

    Thanks in advance.

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  3. Dude, that wasn't French class that my cousin was in. French class was the one where I cheated to try and nail a chick I was friends with.

    SCIENCE class in middle school is where I was popping wood over my cousin.

    Sheesh.

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  4. I've been meaning to go check out/follow Mental Poo.

    Out like a hymen on prom night? now THAT is funny---I've never heard that one before! love it.

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  5. I've been meaning to check out Mental Poo also - WOW - that sounds really gross.
    but not as gross as the hymen talk - blech!

    Anyway - nice poster - I'm outta here......going to follow Moooog also - you guys play off of each other nicely ;-)

    Tami G

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  6. I love Moooog's posters.

    I would totally steal the idea to make some, if I wasn't so lazy.

    Go on with your bad self, Travis.

    Poster-up.

    I usually just read Mooooog's and also this guys:
    http://dogsandjeans.blogspot.com/2009/11/friday-13th-demotivation.html
    who I'm pretty sure stole the idea from Mooooog.

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  7. I'm not sure hymens go out either... We always say "I'm off like a prom dress." I'm such a prude.

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  8. So, I'm not so impressed with the poster, but I'm MUCHO impressed with the explanation of it!

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  9. Oh, and... it's funny that you asked to steal from Moog for today and I asked to steal from you for Monday. Share the love :)

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  10. Damn it, now you've given me another blog to follow...

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  11. Oh my goodness, you never fail to make me snoot my water. Hymen, indeed.

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  12. Fantasy juice may be my new favorite catch phrase.

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  13. "Fantasy juice. He'll get that. You won't". hmmmmm, moving on..... Nice Motivational Poster, wonder if it would help my kid pay more attention in class?

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  14. "It's cause if you knew Spanish, you could totally tell them to touch your wiener"
    LOL - I think the last time I heard somebody call it a "Wiener" it was my Mom a long time ago.

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  15. "Out like a hymen on prom night" - *snort*.

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  16. Sorry I'm so late to the party...as usual....great job on the poster!

    You crack my ass up! Really appreciate the break down for us rednecks who may not have 'gotten it'. I don't need Spanish though to tell someone to touch my weiner...

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