These pictures are the epitome of win.


Look closely, Pranksters. Look very closely at this Facebook Ad.

You too, can be a member of the intense, elite CIA!

Then, you too can pose triumphantly with a squirrel carcass.

There is nothing not AMAZING about this picture. I’m going to frame it.

Then, while trying hard not to delete my own Facebook Profile (I was creating one for Band Back Together)(I don’t know why either), I came across this beauty, which makes me really happy, and will probably ensure that I never, ever, ever, delete my Facebook profile, ever.

things to do in chicago

Now, I’m a born and raised Chicagoan, and I’ve never, ever considered putting a tiny pig in red galoshes as “something to put on my Chicago Bucket List.” Become a mob boss? Yes. Become a Mafia Princess? Yes. We teethe on deep-dish pizza and are well-accustomed to corrupt politics and locals never go to Taste of Chicago.

I might have even once had a love-affair with Rod Blago’s magnificently luscious hair (this was also probably my favorite post):

blago's hair

But to dress a wee pig in tiny boots? I don’t think I know any Chicagoan who wants to do that. That sounds like something a Wisconsinite would do.

This morning, as I was getting my blueberry-flavored coffee and Junior Mints at the Sleven down the street (Breakfast of Champions, I told the guy behind me who snickered wildly at my selections), I noticed something so awe-inspiring that I simply had to take a picture for you.


Do you see that, Pranksters? PURPLE IS A FUCKING FLAVOR NOW. I have been petitioning for “purple” to be made a flavor for YEARS.

Don’t believe me? LOOK

purple should be a flavor, dammit

And now, Pranksters, it is. Purple is FINALLY a flavor.

Horny Goat Weed. WTF?


This exists. I don’t know why.

Next time, I’m TOTALLY buying it and leaving it out around the house so when people come over, they’ll see it and be SUPER uncomfortable when they see it. Like, “woah, does Becky USE this stuff? If so, WHY?”

I love making people uncomfortable.

Last, but certainly not least, is an email I got awhile ago from someone I do not know.


I think she’s in love with me.

56 thoughts on “This is the Blogging Equivalent of Flinging Glitter

  1. I am very glad you said something. I am canceling our family trip to Chicago. Facebook is full of lying bastards.
    Oh and if you send me one of those cherry fanta drinks or Red like I like to call it I will hump your leg.

  2. Dude, I’m totally on the wrong path with grad school. I could join the CIA and rid the world of gigantic squirrels.

    I’ll leave putting teeny pigs into little red boots to you, being a Chicago thing and all.

  3. Whatever you do, for the love of Grilled Cheesus, DO NOT give the people putting pigs in rubber boots the Horny Goat Weed. Pigs, goats… all farm animals and we don’t need to know what the combination of Horny Goat Weed and pigs does to people!

  4. Purple is so a flavor in my world. Why just last night I found purple cauliflower. Now maybe this is not new to the rest of the world but I had never seen it before and I thought it was the coolest thing I had seen in at least two months.

  5. Horny Goat Weed? That’s a new one on me! They use that pig in the red galoshes for the Charleston bucket list too. You’d think they would at least switch animals or something. LOL

  6. Wait just a minute here! Dressing tiny pigs in rainboots is what Iowans do on cold boring winter nights, being as Iowa is the world’s number one pork producer. Those Wisconsinites must have stolen it from us. Ha. And then we feed them Horny Goat Weed…

  7. Facebook ads are full of the win. So are many of the Yahoo ads. I’d much rather run into a giant squirrel, than say, one of those camel spiders they have in the Middle East. Whatever you do, do not go googling camel spider images. ESPECIALLY if you’re the slightest bit arachnophobia. Just don’t do it.

  8. The squirrel picture? Yeah, we frame one every month at my office and hand it out as the “Pelt of the Month” award to whoever did something really great. We all covet the Pelt award.

  9. I’m in the CIA, and I’ll tell you I’ve seen squirrels even bigger than that.

    “dont talk to me anywere because i dont like you anymore” = awesome. I love people slinging insults with typos. They are the bestest.

  10. “while the exact way that horny goat weed works remains unknown, the plant has long been employed to restore sexual fire, boost erectile function, allay fatigue and alleviate menopausal discomfort.”

    i got the above through the mighty interwebz.

    apparently, with the exception of erectile functioning, i should totally take this shit.

    although i’m with you on the whole “leaving it out around the house so when people come over, they’ll see it and be SUPER uncomfortable when they see it.”

    i like to make people squirm…it distracts them from my fucked-up-edness.


  11. Actually, a Wisconsinite would dress the pig with a cheesehead and a Packers jersey.

    Also, of course locals don’t go to the Taste of Chicago. They already know what Chicago tastes like. Obviously.

  12. Both my mother and grandmother born and raised in Chicago and I don’t ever remember hearing stories about putting mini pigs in galoshes and that would be just the kind of story my family would love to tell over and over again. And DUH, of course she’s in love with you.. why wouldn’t she be?!

  13. I am so glad purple is a now a flavor. Because you know, grape flavor does not taste like grapes. Not really. There is a grape-ish-ness to purple drinks but not enough to justify calling it grape. Just call it purple flavor & be done with it.

  14. i mean why else would i get into the CIA? other than to slay squirrels.

    also, that little pig is so cute. i want to carry it in my purse

    also also..purple for the people??? holy shit!! my love for grape flavored **anything**’s endless. i must go to 7/11 later.

  15. The absolute best thing about this, and it was all full of awesome, was your last Google search when you wrote about purple being a flavor was “club with spikes in it.” ROFL. Oh my God. It’s the little things…

  16. The best part about this post, and it was full of awesome, was your last Google search when you pulled up the purple post was “club with spikes in it.” ROFL. Oh my God. It’s the little things…

  17. I’m afraid of 7 eleven in my town because of the husbands creepy cousin and other unrelated weirdness on my part, but if there is even a .0001% chance of getting a purple flavored slurpee, I MUST try!!!!!!!!

  18. I got that email too! Except mine said “Leave me alone. You had your chance and now it is gone and I will never trust you again.” I just wish I knew who I’d blown my chance with.

    And purple has always been a flavor. Just not a good one.

  19. I have SEEN the Horny Goat Weed in the store in the past. I immediately filed it away in my leetle brain as an inexpensive gag gift for some one.
    If there can be a flavor of Icee named “White Cherry”, (I mean REALLY! Whoever heard of such a thing?), then purple should have been a flavor all along. It just took someone forward thinking such as yourself to say it.
    The chick that does NOT want to talk to you…. clearly wants something else from you. πŸ˜‰

  20. Man, I sure am glad those CIA agents are protecting us from the giant squirrels. What would we do without them?!
    And take the day off, celebrate purple being a flavor. After all, you deserve it πŸ™‚

  21. Dude- Purple is a flavor??! Awesomeness right there! You almost lost me when you started talking about Deep dish pizza because OMG Chicago deep dish is like no other and I had to sit here and drool with memories for a bit.. But I managed to pull myself together (willpower, right there!)and read the rest πŸ™‚

  22. I knew you’d win that fight! Power to the Purple Flavor People! And, um, can you send me some real Chicago deep-dish pizza? The crap they have here in New England just doesn’t do it. *sigh*

  23. Maybe the purple flavour is the outcome of killing the squirrels. Or what you get when you squeeze pigs in boots.

    I believe it tastes like warm tongues and freedom. I may be hallucinating though.

  24. Horny goat weed is common enough in Australia to be advertised on billboards.
    It’s mostly a black and white picture, and there’s a man and a woman, and they’re not really dressed, and the woman is either having an orgasm or trying to impersonate one of those clowns in the game where you stick balls in their mouth.
    I suspect, just slightly, that one day, there’s going to be a very awkward press conference along the lines of ‘Well, you’re not going to believe this, it’s kinda funny, actually, see, when the local medicine man told me this plant was called horny goat weed, I thought he was talking about the emotion, not, you know, horns. Hey, anyone could make that mistake, right?!’

  25. I LOVE it all, I think the tiny pig in red boots has to be one of my favorites. That and the email, I can totally see her stomping her feet and pounding her fists. All indignant just don’t talk to me EVER Becky I MEAN it!! Very much like my 6 year old. And flailing around all full of the Dramaz.

  26. OK, not that I have ever taken it or anything, but I *heard* from a *friend* that after you take Super Horny Goat Week for about three weeks it tastes like you have a penny in your mouth all day. That is the only effect reported to me by this *friend*. Shut up. IT WAS FOR MEDICAL REASONS!!!!

  27. Apparently pigs in teeny boots are something to do in Houston before you die, as well. I’ve dressed a chihuahua in tiny boots, but apparently I’m not done. (*totally* my aunts chihuahua and boots, lest you think I harbor Paris Hilton aspirations)
    My favorite FB ad, though, was … I’m actually not SURE what it was… either a homeless guy, or Jesus, on an ad telling single mothers about the grants they could get to go back to school. 😐

  28. The Wisconsinites are busy protesting, begging for their rights, and getting arrested. So it is up to you Chicagoids to get it together and get those piggies into their wee cherry-red booties. Good luck with that.

    And I wish it had been me, sending you that email because it is, well, pretty much full of The Internet Glitter Awesome. Jealous.

  29. that groupon ad keeps popping up on my FB too, only it says Portland of course. and every time I want to pick up that little pig and cuddle it to death. it’s a problem.

    but I have never seen that CIA Chernobyl squirrel ad. it’s the best thing I’ve seen ever. EVER.

  30. so, mah boyfriend is looking up prices of renting in chicago, and i know he wants to move back pretty badly.
    i, having never seen the city, am somewhat unconvinced, pending a visit to see if i like the vibe.
    do have to say, one really excellent reason for me to move?
    you live there. and i’m positive we could have hilarious dinners together. i’d say lunch but frankly the only time i’m up at noon is if i work the dreaded day job.

  31. Next time you do NOT trip over a giant mutant squirrel, thank your highly trained Gov’t Covert Operators.

    Aunt Becky, do you need anything from Walt Disney World?

  32. hahaha! I laughed so hard at the pig and the wi joke because I’m from Wisconsin and I posted that little pig on my blog commenting on how much I wanted a pit in red boots. Oh we Wisconsinites are so easy to predict!

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