You Be the Judge

[Part Ten in an ongoing series: Parts One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Nine.]

Which is worse: The disembodied pencil sharpener about which I posted yesterday, or "Lusty Linda" which adds a cartoony, grinning face to the concept?


Before you give your final answer, let me give you the full specs on this beauty. You'll note from the packaging that Lusty Linda can utter "8 lusty sayings," which fall into one of two categories—"good mood" or "bad mood," controlled by the click of a switch. Says one site (screen cap) that sells Lusty Linda, "too bad all women did not have such a switch." Ho ho ho!

In her "good mood," Lusty Linda says things like "Oh so good, do that again" and "Yes!" In her "bad mood," Lusty Linda says things like "Ow!" and "Help! Help!" (Though she never loses her grin!) Talk about art imitating life. I don't know about the rest of you gals, but nothing puts me in a "bad mood" like being raped! Trust Lusty Linda to speak the truth.

I love that the warning on this box is a choking hazard, and not just because the product nearly made me choke. I just think it's hilarious that the possibility of a child choking on a piece of Lusty Linda necessitates a warning, despite the fact that a parent who lets a child get close enough to this thing to choke on its pieces obviously doesn't give a shit about their kid's health in the first place.

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