I think Black Man is the brand name. Also, I think my eyes popped out of my head.
That is an extreme close up I didn’t need this afternoon.
*hands Sinatra the brain bleach*
Hopefully it works better for you than it did for me.
I got your comment, but the delivery…… meh. We all crap out occasionally. The best answer to the evil monsters (who had nothing clever to say) is to keep trying and get better at it.
Hope to see you on future posts.
In fact, a mixed race couple can have one child who looks black and another who looks white. Even someone who looks white can have partly African heritage and can have a child who appears black. We like to think in terms of black and white, but there is a lot more mixing than we usually acknowledge.
Like my grandparents; I found out a few weeks ago that my grandfather was half-Koori – however, whilst his elder daughter (my mum) is black, his younger daughter could’ve been a poster-child for a KKK publicity campaign, she was so pale.
And I always thought that the word “octaroon” suggested a large, delicious chocolate biscuit that you could only just get entirely into your mouth in one go.
I can’t tell exactly what that little trinagle close-up below the center of the picture is. But please, DON”T tell me!!! I’m trying very hard not to know!
but it’s a pink triangle, the emblem gays were forced to wear in the nazi holocaust from WWII when over half a million gays were murdered…
This is a GAY AGENDA IN PROGRESS, PEOPLE! God causes war, pestilence, fatigue, menstruation cramps, floods, more pestilence, discolorization of copper when exposed to water, broken cookies in the pitzelles package, tongue rings, dropped pizzas, farting, calculus exams, people who think blogging “first” is worth the effort AND bird droppings on your car BECAUSE OF GAY PEOPLE-UH.
These underwear MUST be a product of SATAN-UH!
REPENT-UH
REPENT-UH
REPENT-UH
SOMEBODY GIVE ME AN AYMEN-UH
AND A
HAAAAALLLL… LALUJAH.
The National Organization for Gay Swine (NOGS) denies that there are any homosexual hogs. They are all originally of Iranian descent, and it is well known that the Persians have never had a gay gene in their entire chromosomal inventory, human or swine.
I’m glad you’re laughing, but please don’t die! If all the people who get my humor die, then the only responses I get will be the flamers calling me an idiot!!! That wreaks havoc on the creative process!
I had to laugh at the calculus exams.
Just because I remember them so well.
I used to write long notes to my calculus teacher, just to make her laugh, because I had no frickin’ clue what the answer was. Lol.
I once took a ridiculous course (okay, I took lots of ridiculous courses!) on History and Systems in Psychology. It was held in this plush conference rooms with the softest chairs, right after lunch, and the professor, who probably knew more things than anyone else I have ever known, droned on in a monotone about Aristotle and the Four Causes and such for 90 minutes. Despite massive doses of caffeine, I kept falling asleep, and it seemed like every time my eyes opened, he’d be staring at me. We had thousands of pages to read, and when we got to the final, he presented a list of 40 quotes and asked us who said them. Not from a list, no hints or clues at all, you just were supposed to remember where you ran across that quote amongst your thousands of pages of reading. So, knowing it was utterly hopeless, I simply thought up the most amusing name I could plug in the blank, almost never anyone in psychology or philosophy, and certainly never the one who actually said it. I left quite certain I’d just failed a graduate course for the first time. Imagine my surprise when I got an A! Who would have thought that this droning dork really appreciated a good laugh?
It’s not reflective as though there is a layer of cellophane…I think it is an open invitation to stroke the fabric to evaluate quality, i.e. each pair of underwear on top of the display is likely to have been pre-fondled. It’s a marketing ploy that takes advantage of reduced resistance to purchasing after touching the product.
Apparently, there are rather conflicting ideas on what size is depicted, some making reference to its lack of size and some referring to it as large. Of course, flaccid size is relatively unimportant.
And megadoses of that Enzyte stuff. (Although in fact the makers of Enzyte were recently fined $25 million by the FDA for making false and unsubstantiated claims, not to mention hidden charges for their “30-day free trial.”)
Dark Helmet: [playing with his dolls]
Dark Helmet: [in Dark Helmet voice] So Princess Vespa, I have you in my clutches, to have my way with you, the way I want to.
Dark Helmet: [In Vespa voice]
Dark Helmet: No, no, please leave me alone!
Dark Helmet: [in Dark Helmet voice] No, you are mine!
Dark Helmet: [in Lone Star voice] Not so fast helmet!
Dark Helmet: [in Dark Helmet voice] Lone Star!
Dark Helmet: [in Lone Star voice] Yes its me. I’m here to save me girlfriend. Hi honey.
Dark Helmet: [in Dark Helmet voice] Now you are going to die! Pfffsh!
Dark Helmet: [in Lone Star voice] Oh, oh… OH!
Dark Helmet: [in Barf voice] Hey, what did you do to my friend?
Dark Helmet: [in Dark Helmet voice] The same thing I’m going to do to you, big boy!
Dark Helmet: [in Barf voice] OH! OH!
Dark Helmet: [in Dark Helmet voice] And you too!
Dark Helmet: [in Dot voice] Owww! Ah!
Dark Helmet: [in Dark Helmet voice] Now princess, at last we are alone.
Dark Helmet: [in Vespa voice] Oh, oh I hate you I hate you I hate you leave me alone! – yet, I find you strangely attractive.
Dark Helmet: [in Dark Helmet voice] Of course you do. Druish princesses are often attracted to money, and power, and I have BOTH, and YOU KNOW IT!
Dark Helmet: [in Vespa voice] Oh oh leave me alone!
Dark Helmet: [in Dark Helmet voice] No, kiss me!
[cuts between their voices]
Dark Helmet: Oh, oh, no, yes, no, NO, yes, ah, ah, ah ahhhhh… oh, your helmet is so big…
Trade-marking the name “Black Man” generated a sense of unease similar to what I felt when I heard the human genome was being patented by a corporation. What gives them the right?
Michael Jackson, bless his heart, was actually an androgynous alien whose initial disguise as a normal black man gradually failed him, revealing his otherwordly features and skin tone.
Very few people know about the 1970′s Blaxploitation prequel to “Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon” — unfortunately, “Black Man, Low Rise” had dismal box office receipts.
He sure is pale for a black dude.
How do I unsee this? I may have to go get some bleach.
Yeah, this is disgusting. But being bored on Wikipedia is way worse.
If you get bored on Wikipedia, you haven’t found the fun sections yet!
i think ill have an order of eye-bleach too
good thing i said that
I think Black Man is the brand name. Also, I think my eyes popped out of my head.
That is an extreme close up I didn’t need this afternoon.
*hands Sinatra the brain bleach*
Hopefully it works better for you than it did for me.
he could be albino.
and thanks for the bleach, I gottah go spoon my eyes out.
gene! stop sleeping!
I tell people i’m half black. They laugh and say no you’re not (b/c i’m italian/irish/german).
..Then I say no, i’m black from the waist down.
We all laugh.
I don’t.
Me neither.
Nor do I. In fact, if anybody on this board is laughing, they’re being rather quiet about it.
At you not with you. :3
I meant the friends I said it to, not you evil monsters who sap joy out of this place
I got your comment, but the delivery…… meh. We all crap out occasionally. The best answer to the evil monsters (who had nothing clever to say) is to keep trying and get better at it.
Hope to see you on future posts.
Those who have skill, create. Those who do not, are critics. Anyone can tear something or someone down. Only a few can build something up.
I prefer to think most people could make something positive, but too many are just too damn lazy or warped to try.
It’s easier to curse the darkness than to light a candle.
Interesting that there are objections to an innocently-made, slightly racist joke on a sight called Engrish Funny. I thought it was funny!
I’ll agree that Engrish Funny is often a sight, but it is first and foremost a site. *ding*
I think it’s hilarious! go you MeowTseTongue!
I laughed. I also laughed at the manly, MANLY pink undies.
Dear MeowTseTongue,
Bless your heart.
Grannie
I was convinced my sister was black until I figured out that if we were sisters, we’d have to be either both black or both white… lol.
BTW, I love your screen name.
In fact, a mixed race couple can have one child who looks black and another who looks white. Even someone who looks white can have partly African heritage and can have a child who appears black. We like to think in terms of black and white, but there is a lot more mixing than we usually acknowledge.
Like my grandparents; I found out a few weeks ago that my grandfather was half-Koori – however, whilst his elder daughter (my mum) is black, his younger daughter could’ve been a poster-child for a KKK publicity campaign, she was so pale.
So THAT”S why you keep trying to keep puns out of here! It’s your sacred web-site.
And I always thought that the word “octaroon” suggested a large, delicious chocolate biscuit that you could only just get entirely into your mouth in one go.
I haven’t seen the word “octaroon” in years. It sounds like an inhabitant of The Last Continent talking about the colour of magic.
I’m afraid that with all my years of education, I still haven’t gotten past hexaroon.
I have the feeling a paternity test might give you a better explanation for that…
lol
LOL
ha
Woops, my comment has wrongness …
Ignore it, for it laughs at me
No you don’t. Well, maybe you do but no one laughs.
Ahahaha, the title of this one is brilliant.
I can’t tell exactly what that little trinagle close-up below the center of the picture is. But please, DON”T tell me!!! I’m trying very hard not to know!
Haha, you and me both, JohnB. Dang my curiosity, though. I keep looking at it! It’s a like a train wreck!
It’s simply a window into the container so you can see the color of the man-panties inside.
but it’s a pink triangle, the emblem gays were forced to wear in the nazi holocaust from WWII when over half a million gays were murdered…
This is a GAY AGENDA IN PROGRESS, PEOPLE! God causes war, pestilence, fatigue, menstruation cramps, floods, more pestilence, discolorization of copper when exposed to water, broken cookies in the pitzelles package, tongue rings, dropped pizzas, farting, calculus exams, people who think blogging “first” is worth the effort AND bird droppings on your car BECAUSE OF GAY PEOPLE-UH.
These underwear MUST be a product of SATAN-UH!
REPENT-UH
REPENT-UH
REPENT-UH
SOMEBODY GIVE ME AN AYMEN-UH
AND A
HAAAAALLLL… LALUJAH.
You forgot the San Francisco earthquake and Hurricane Katrina, both of which were caused by gay people.
And global warming, don’t forget global warming. Caused by all their up and downing, presumably. And swine flu, natch.
The National Organization for Gay Swine (NOGS) denies that there are any homosexual hogs. They are all originally of Iranian descent, and it is well known that the Persians have never had a gay gene in their entire chromosomal inventory, human or swine.
yes!!!
Toilet Shark and JjohnB, you two both made me die laughing. Actually global warming was caused by all the hot air coming out of Al Gore.
I’m glad you’re laughing, but please don’t die! If all the people who get my humor die, then the only responses I get will be the flamers calling me an idiot!!! That wreaks havoc on the creative process!
*tsk*
Gay used to have such a happy connotation
For some, it still does!
Yep, let’s all have a gay old time!
Oh noes! I never thought of Fred and Barney that way!
*destroys Flintstones tapes*
Ahh, but think about what Wilma and Betty were doing whilst Fred and Barney were otherwise occupied… *mental note: buy Flintstones DVDs*
I wonder if Fred and Wilma ever did it dinosaur-style?
I never really thought about how Fred got his rocks off.
Why do you think he bellowed, “Yabba Dabba Doo!!”?
Just as long as he wasn’t getting his Pebbles off…
Which raises the question: Is the junior Rubble so named because Barney is a two-pump chump?
Doesn’t it still?
I had to laugh at the calculus exams.
Just because I remember them so well.
I used to write long notes to my calculus teacher, just to make her laugh, because I had no frickin’ clue what the answer was. Lol.
I once took a ridiculous course (okay, I took lots of ridiculous courses!) on History and Systems in Psychology. It was held in this plush conference rooms with the softest chairs, right after lunch, and the professor, who probably knew more things than anyone else I have ever known, droned on in a monotone about Aristotle and the Four Causes and such for 90 minutes. Despite massive doses of caffeine, I kept falling asleep, and it seemed like every time my eyes opened, he’d be staring at me. We had thousands of pages to read, and when we got to the final, he presented a list of 40 quotes and asked us who said them. Not from a list, no hints or clues at all, you just were supposed to remember where you ran across that quote amongst your thousands of pages of reading. So, knowing it was utterly hopeless, I simply thought up the most amusing name I could plug in the blank, almost never anyone in psychology or philosophy, and certainly never the one who actually said it. I left quite certain I’d just failed a graduate course for the first time. Imagine my surprise when I got an A! Who would have thought that this droning dork really appreciated a good laugh?
Very funny!
Oh go get a sidewalk you gay hater,nothing bad happened because of the gays,and if they choose to be gay let them be gay its their choice.
It’s not reflective as though there is a layer of cellophane…I think it is an open invitation to stroke the fabric to evaluate quality, i.e. each pair of underwear on top of the display is likely to have been pre-fondled. It’s a marketing ploy that takes advantage of reduced resistance to purchasing after touching the product.
Reminds me of the title of an old British comedy series: “Never Mind the Quality, Feel the Width”
I hope the series was a funny as the name!
That has Mr Humphries all over it.
Oh damn! Get the box of tissues. This pack can go on the specials trolley.
it’s to let you touch the fabric
Felt underwear? Yeeesh!
It’s a hole in the box so that you can look at the actual offending article.
Gaahhh!!!
Now I’ve got that Saturday Night Live “D!ck in a Box” song running through my head.
so where is the complaint? PLus the sequel is badass:
I am a ML, you’re a ML, we could F each other’s mothers…
I think all their songs are hysterical
When I wrote earlier, I was trying not to bust out laughing in my shared office space (we try to keep it quiet at work).
J!zz in my pants
Like a boss
I’m on a boat
…
Hulu dot com is a good place to see stuff that’s on past my bed time
it’s a little pink man in pink. Ten points to whoever knows what that line is referencing.
The name of Donovan Deegan’s Orc character?
Well, it is actually the Orcish name he earned by negotiating peace between two clans, but you are close enough! Ten points for Jennifer!
*Wipes tears*
Thank you!
I’d like to thank the Academy for this award, but I’d also like to thank Google for helping me complete this project!
*sniffle*
I love ya Goo…you make so many things possible!
So black men wear pink boxers??!? O.O
Pass me that brain bleach, wouldya?
No, pink men wear pink boxers that say, “Black Man” on them. I think it’s de rigueur in some of our finer prisons.
Thank god it’s not the high rise brand <_<
Excellent diet aid, I was going to have a snack, now I think I’ll opt for a long walk.
Could these possibly be magical pants? Or is this a still from the music video for “I Am A Panty”?
Or could they be the Fancy Pants from the Fancy Pants Parade?
Maybe it’s the sequel, I Am A Panty But I Have A Pouch, Perhaps So A Man Can Comfortably Wear It, Or Perhaps A Safe Place To Store Your Money.
these are novelty undies in japan, i’ve seen them for sale…not a common brand but good for a chuckle.
i’m wearing some now but but no craving for kfc
Peculiar how his upper thighs don’t have hair, but his testosterone reasserts itself half way to his knee.
Maybe he wore off the hair on his upper thighs. Um…. any of that mind bleach left?
To the tune of “These Boots Were Made for Walkin’”:
This pouch was made for stuffin’,
‘Cuz that’s just what men do.
Get close enough you’ll find out just what’s
Stuffed inside there too.
brilliant! How come no one yet has noticed the lack of package size?
Apparently, there are rather conflicting ideas on what size is depicted, some making reference to its lack of size and some referring to it as large. Of course, flaccid size is relatively unimportant.
I just find it amusing that it says “Black Man” on the tiny label on the front…that just invites embarrassing comments…
Perhaps the wearer uses a very concentrated tanning gel on his, er, manhood.
And megadoses of that Enzyte stuff. (Although in fact the makers of Enzyte were recently fined $25 million by the FDA for making false and unsubstantiated claims, not to mention hidden charges for their “30-day free trial.”)
On another note, I would totally wear them.
(maybe not the pink ones)
This is for hotladys only
What about hot ladyboys?
/Princess Leia voice
Aren’t you too short for a stromtrooper?
Princess Vespa: Oh, your helmet is so big!
Spaceballs reference WIN
How about the whole scene…
Dark Helmet: [playing with his dolls]
Dark Helmet: [in Dark Helmet voice] So Princess Vespa, I have you in my clutches, to have my way with you, the way I want to.
Dark Helmet: [In Vespa voice]
Dark Helmet: No, no, please leave me alone!
Dark Helmet: [in Dark Helmet voice] No, you are mine!
Dark Helmet: [in Lone Star voice] Not so fast helmet!
Dark Helmet: [in Dark Helmet voice] Lone Star!
Dark Helmet: [in Lone Star voice] Yes its me. I’m here to save me girlfriend. Hi honey.
Dark Helmet: [in Dark Helmet voice] Now you are going to die! Pfffsh!
Dark Helmet: [in Lone Star voice] Oh, oh… OH!
Dark Helmet: [in Barf voice] Hey, what did you do to my friend?
Dark Helmet: [in Dark Helmet voice] The same thing I’m going to do to you, big boy!
Dark Helmet: [in Barf voice] OH! OH!
Dark Helmet: [in Dark Helmet voice] And you too!
Dark Helmet: [in Dot voice] Owww! Ah!
Dark Helmet: [in Dark Helmet voice] Now princess, at last we are alone.
Dark Helmet: [in Vespa voice] Oh, oh I hate you I hate you I hate you leave me alone! – yet, I find you strangely attractive.
Dark Helmet: [in Dark Helmet voice] Of course you do. Druish princesses are often attracted to money, and power, and I have BOTH, and YOU KNOW IT!
Dark Helmet: [in Vespa voice] Oh oh leave me alone!
Dark Helmet: [in Dark Helmet voice] No, kiss me!
[cuts between their voices]
Dark Helmet: Oh, oh, no, yes, no, NO, yes, ah, ah, ah ahhhhh… oh, your helmet is so big…
:O *mindbleach*
Trade-marking the name “Black Man” generated a sense of unease similar to what I felt when I heard the human genome was being patented by a corporation. What gives them the right?
The “Black Man” from the New England witchcraft lore would be very displeased.
Never confuse Law with Justice. The Authorities will often try to kid you that they’re the same.
Main difference: Law is real, Justice is an illusion.
Well, if the legs weren’t so hairy (or the legs so tan), I might has suggested that perhaps it was a black man modeling them – Michael Jackson…
Michael Jackson, bless his heart, was actually an androgynous alien whose initial disguise as a normal black man gradually failed him, revealing his otherwordly features and skin tone.
I think I need to hose out my eye sockets now…
Very few people know about the 1970′s Blaxploitation prequel to “Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon” — unfortunately, “Black Man, Low Rise” had dismal box office receipts.
No box at all, I would have thought.
But did they sell boxers, too?
I have no idea why I’m laughing at this…
Ours is not to reason why.
Ours is to laugh until we cry.
lol… what a small thingy in thos snickers… hardly worth an ad..
White man, high rise?
Does anyone else automatically think of Micheal Jackson when they see this or is it “too soon” to make that joke. XD
*needs eye bleach*