YSaC, Vol. 983: Do you ever get that not-so-fresh feeling?
Unopened box of womens pantiliners 105 count
I have a 105 count of womens pantiliners if any one is interested please call or text me at xxxxxxxxxx.They are a unopened box. Im sure there is some one out there that can defiantly use them.
I’m not sure I want to see a woman using pantyliners defiantly. I mean, I am a woman and I can’t figure out how to use pantyliners defiantly. How would that even work? Would you peel off the adhesive and slap them on your skivvies while saying, “Take THAT, you cotton/poly blend wedgie-maker!” Or maybe, “Okay, I’ll wear this, but I WON’T LIKE IT!”
Hmmm. Then again, that pretty much sums up my teenage relationship with pantyliners. Maybe I can defiantly use them after all.
And, just because I can, here’s a picture that a reader (Diane) sent in …
As she points out, “Well, at least they’re fresh!”
Thanks for the ad, Sanders!
:sets breakfast taco down:
You know, I’m not really all that hungry….
Much to Taco’s [relief | disappointment], I’m sure.
I’m pretty defiant, but secondhand panty-liners? My box remains unopened…
No second-hand liners in my box!
New from Sir Richard Branson – Virgin Liners!
They’re for your box!
I’m not a doctor, or a woman, but I’m pretty sure it doesn’t matter which hand you use with these…
Actually it does – the clean one.
Snerk. Vaggies. x] *shuffles to corner*
What a strange number of items to have in a box. Why is it 105? Why not just 100? My inner OCD gremlin won’t let me generate a proper response to the rest of the ad because its having a fit over the idea that a packaged container would contain 105 items.
Ah-kun…let me see if I can help….
Sometimes, manufacturers of these product lines realize that there are about elebenty hunnert different brands of this stuff, and so in order to get the women to buy theirs they occasionally offer “Bonus” boxes with 5, 7, 10, etc. more inside.
/em supposes the count may have been padded.
[ba-dum-bum tssssh!]
According to the USDA, you should get between three and five servinges of vaggies a day.
That’s a lot of vaggies.
(I will not picture an alot of vaggies. I won’t.)
I’m as red-blooded a man as the next guy, but even I’m not sure I can eat that much. I can sure enough picture it though.
[*allows bungee cord to pull him back to the corner*]
I have to say, I’m a little put off by your references to vaggies, eating, and blood all together.
That’s okay, not all guys are into vaggies.
Um…….yay?
*goes to corner*
Hey, who ate all the coffee slices?
@ghostcat: It isn’t that. I just think eating is overrated.
I’m POISEd to bid on these but it DEPENDS on whether the box is truly unopened.
Anyone else scroll up _just_ to make sure the commentary was Drmk*• and not Dan*? No? Carry on…
*BBUT
•Also, in my head, this (“drmk”) reads like “Doctor, m’kay?” as in:
Sparky Student: “Um, Mrs. Llamanun? I want- ”
DRMK: “DOCTOR. M’kay?”
Sparky Student: “Uh, okay… Dr. Mrs. Llamanun?”…
(I hope this doesn’t actually happen to you.)
Didn’t scroll up, checked it as soon as I saw the title. 8)
Actually, this happens on a regular basis. I teach at a university, and some students can’t get it through their head that I, like my male colleagues, have a Ph.D. and that my honorific is Dr. … so they will, in the same breath, refer to Dr. Male Colleague and Mrs. Me.
So, how tempting is it to fail them on general principles for doing that?
I would guess “very”.
Those are usually the same students who seem to be actively failing themselves.
I have had many female professors who have earned the doctor honorific and I always make sure to address them as such, whether in person or by email. I would never call a professor Mrs or Mr, though there have been a few that preferred to be addressed by their first names.
Also, “Mrs.” (or “Mr.” or “Miss” etc.) to an instructor in a university setting? What???
When in doubt, I go w/ Professor Last Name. It’s always appropriate.
Bah, sorry to hear that 🙁
The small daily fights to hold your place are sometimes harder hitting that the big ones to get there (I used to do the job equivilant of “Is your father home, miss?” every.damn.day. From outside vendors AND my own staff.)
I have never worn pantyliners, defiantly or otherwise.
Just, you know … in case there was any question.
EDIT: I will not leave the tampon question out there, either, because I know at least one of you will think about it. No. The answer is no.
EDIT II: Let’s just take any feminine hygiene products off the table. (Seriously, guests don’t want to see that.)
EDIT III: In answer to the question you’re thinking about now, the answer is “like in Weird Science.”
things that make you go hmmmmmmmm …….
Thanks for clearing that up smiling doggie.
Ah, the tales I could tell, but will not, both for not invoking squick and for decorum’s sake.
Thank goodness it wasn’t 144 count. That would be gross.
Mudsy, you get my vote for the best one-liner of the week.
I concur.
Make it a panty one-liner and I’ll consider it a win!
Good thing the poster clarified that the pantyliners are for women. Otherwise they could have had a lot of disappointed men show up.
I know a few men who could benefit from using pantyliners. They’d use a lot less bleach and their undergarments would last longer.
I like not only that you’re so experienced with men’s undergarments, but that you’re specifically so experienced with men’s STAINED undergarments.
Laundry.
Men’s undergarments would have a lot more life if it weren’t for their spouses tossing them out before they’ve reached the ‘end of life’.
“Darn, woman, those undies ain’t dead yet”.
Ne’ermind them stains, jus’ fix th’ holes”.
Hides under cloak of invisibility.
Ha ha ha, can’t retalia- *splat*
Remembers to stay quiet when invisibilizing
That’s because the fruit of their loom is often moldy, shriveled, shrinking, sagging, full of holes and definitely “on the skids”….
I am woman, hear me pantyline!
[Was that defiant enough?]
They can take our freedom, but they can never take our pantyliners!
A woman needs a man like a fish needs a pantiliner!
We could organize a pantyliner burning.
With the problem that burning cotton is not a good thing–cotton gives off toxic fumes when burnt.
It’s probably not even cotton – some other kind of synthetic that is even worse when burnt.
I think they are mostly some sort of cellulose material.
This is post-hipsterism. Instead of wearing things ironically, we now wear them defiantly.
:shakes fist at no one/thing in particular:
I ironically defy you!!!
Damn. I believe YSaC just saw the birth of pre-punk revival neo-hygienism.
Oh, good. I’ve been waiting for this since before it was cool.
And now that it’s been invented and someone knows about it, it’s no longer cool. Now I have to get rid of my hygiene products.
Hey … got this box of panty liners … anyone? Anyone?
*emo-defiantly*
If post-hipsters are less ironical, does that mean their clothes are more wrinkly?
Considering the sometimes painful and traumatic visits of Aunt Flo… I’m willing to defiantly use any and all resources.
We’ve got cucumbers and celery and carrots by the bunch!
Pick peck of pickled hot peppers to liven up your lunch!
You can stuff a purple eggplant if’n you’re an aubergine man
But a bushel full of vaggies fills your void like nothing can!
(two, three…)
I enjoy some spicy radishes, I like to eat ’em raw
Serve ’em with a slice of onion and I’ll cram them in my maw
Yes, I’d drive all day for ripe tomatoes soaked in bathtub gin
But if you gave me the choice I’d take some vaggies for a spin
Just three servings a day
Keep the urges at baaaaaaaay!
Oh…
I’ll take a side of Yukon Gold potatoes, oven-baked
Pair them with some beans and rice, but I’ll forgo the sirloin steak
For you see, I’m quite particular — for this I’ll take some heat
But for me, a vast array of vaggies beats out any meat!
I’m sure the sign also meant to say, Just picked today!
You can pick your friends, and you can pick your vaggies…
Mamma always said if I kept picking at it I’d get a scar.
Or go blind, I forget which.
Apologies to Paul Pena and Steve Miller. Neither of whom are women, apparently.
Oh, oh, oh, big ole pantiliner!
Always bunching up in the way.
Oh, oh, oh, big ole pantiliner!
Damn it, here’s where you’ve got to stay.
What?
Pecil.
..
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Ya’ll are not right….
Y’all ain’t right.
Sorry Astro. My only excuse is: I’m a northern transplant in the South… I ain’t been fully transformalized.
Y’all taint right in the haid!
Detritus
WHAAAAT!!!???
My mind. It is blown. I thought KittyShark was HamCan!?
Why do women always think the shelves in the pantry need liners? And even so, who needs 105 of them?
Oh, pantiliners….
Never mind.
There is that scene in the movie Texas State of Mind where the stupid guys use pantiliners as a disguise.
Are these the little regular ones that bunch up or the longer ones that bunch up in a different area? do they have Dri-Weave? Moisture lock?
I want to know if they have those little flaps they call wings even thought they don’t enable you to fly, which would be awesome but a bit too much to ask from a hygiene product.
Look! Up there in the sky! It’s a bird! It’s a plane! It’s Feminine Hygiene Products Woman!
Wait, didn’t Sister Bertrille use that product?
Don’t let Red Bull get wind of that marketing ploy or soon a joint effort with Always pantiliners will be giving us wiings (cut to commercial of cartoon women flying.)
Hey, I can post again. It wouldn’t let me post yesterday.
Welcome Back!
Yesterday, drmk* said she had to close registration due to so many spammers (they didn’t bring the toast). That might have been the reason, glad you’re here today!
*BBUH
We found that you were in violation of Section 2W66 Paragraph 2929 Group W of the YSaC Code Of Posting Regulations. Then we found out it was a different Karmyn, and reinstated you. Honest.
If I had the right sort of access (combo of wrong place, wrong time and being on th tablet as the desktop managed to hide yet another redirection malware–which is being scrubbed as I type this), I’d check to see of a denial of service flurry was being pointed at YSaC.
As it is, the symptoms suggest such–my Adores keep “breaking” and the connection keeps timing out, too.
I’m feeling the need to mention to my E-9 that our CT & crypto kids, when they are skylarking and lollygagging about could be cobbling up a redirection reverse infector . . .
I’ve always wondered, since pantyliners have adhesive strips on them, doesn’t it hurt when you pull them off?
What?
I’ll never forget the day my husband asked my son to go get him a bandaid. Child brought him one of my feminine hygiene pads, and was quite upset when Daddy wouldn’t use it on his boo-boo.
Best. Story. Ever.
When they were young, my nephews decorated the bathroom walls with their mother’s pantyliners and were found trying to launch the “rockets” they found in the Tampax box.
Again, have unique application tales, but decorum, etc. . . .
Be bold, Always .
Y’know, jg, I’m sure you could borrow one from your wife and find out. 8)
Ow! Ow! Ow!
How do you gals stand that? Must be one of those things like childbirth – “if men had the babies, the human race would come to an end” sort of thing.
Ah-Kuhn , we’re sharing the bawks today! I’m so excited, I could pee.
*hands you a pantiliner*
Good thing we coated the Lounge in Teflon after the first Tacosplosion.
I thought it was coated in Tyvek.
Like the number of corners, the coatings of the Snark Lounge are many and mutable.
Are they Wayne’s coating?
Wayne’s coating and Thompson’s Water Seal.
“Wayne’s Coat, Wayne’s Coat, Snarky Time, Excellent!”
I defy 105 sports fans to wear this: http://i112.photobucket.com/albums/n163/UtterCaro/public%20pix/goteam.jpg
(I feel a bit like Taco, waving my massive link. I suck at HTML.)
Hey… that’s perfect for the post-menopausal fan!
You have a massive link, and you suck? I have a friend I’d like to introduce you to …
*corner*
Isn’t the 105 pantiliner the main gun on the new M1A1 Bikini tank? I think it fires blonde bombshells…
Redheads.
Hey LucyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyBOOOM!!
Hammy, you got some ‘splainin’ to do!
But I told you, I don’t know what that smell is or how guacamole got up in there…
To use a pantiliner defiantly, couldn’t I simply adhere them to my forehead? Or shirt sleeve? Or any such conspicuous place?
Or maybe I should make a pantiliner silhouette of Gaddafi? He seems pretty defiant.
Hmmm, I recognize that sign.
Saw it out near Boring, Nevada in front of that newly renovated brothel.
Um… …er…. …corner?
The best part of the sign is that someone Sucks at Tracing, since if you look closely you can see the light green e under the a.
Wow, Eagle-Eye AR! Good catch. What a douche farmer!
I think that wasn’t an “e” but actually a theta. Veggies with a lisp!
Fresh Vθggies!
I wonder if their vaggies are organic? There’s nothing worse than vaggies that have pesticides on them. Bleh.