J’ai su grâce à la magie des outils de marketing réseautage social qu’un ancien collègue de travail avait reçu pour nowel des condoms à l’effigie de Sarah Palin. Devinez ce qu’ils ont écrit sur l’emballage ?
Amy Zimmerman en parlait sur 50-something MOM’S BLOG dans un texte digne d’un cool is //COOL IS CLASSWAR// que je reproduis pour votre plus grand plaisir ici:
(…) I was getting into the bob and weave of the ebb and flow of bodies and traffic, street noises and meat-on-a-stick smells, when all of the sudden I heard:
« Get your Sarah Palin Condoms. Limited Edition! »
What? Are you KIDDING me? And there it was again, coming from another place. And then another. There must have been a half dozen young men carrying boxes of condoms. A whole swarm of condom hawkers. I HAD to get my hands on one of these. (BTW, they also had Obama and McCain – those are simply not funny).
But Palin condoms? With the tagline « When abortion is not an option ». And fine print at the bottom reading « Hockey Mom Approved. » That is absolutely hysterical. Why had I not thought of this one?
Here is the best part. A young french man came up to the vendor as I was buying one.
French Man: what are theez?
Vendor: Sarah Palin condoms.
French Man: Ugh! I wooood not pooot my deeeek in one of theeez.
And this is when I knew for sure that the humor gods had smiled down upon me once again and I could live another day!
Ah oui! Le kicker, ou la chute, si vous voulez : le mec qui a reçu les condoms en cadeau est absolument et fondamentalement gay. Madame Palin dirait probablement : « He chose to be gay ». Au grand déplaisir de ces dames d’ailleurs. Les beaux bruns aux yeux bleus, ça court pas les rues.
