It's possible to go through life in complete ignorance of what others do in the privacy of their own homes, until you pick up a newspaper which alerts you to this
Monday 16 February 2009
In the bleak midwinter
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Linda Grant
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What I find extremely amusing is the "inventor" bemoaning that fact that he's been knocked off. What did he expect? Give me three fleece blankets from Ikea, my serger and an hour of spare time and I could bang out two of them.
A little bit of the Vatican straight to your home....
These are a standing joke in my home.
All I could think when I saw this commercial the first time (of many, many, MANY times) was, "They just put their bathrobes on backwards!" So I've decided to put socks on my hands and patent them as a brilliant new handwarming invention.
My then-husband and I were given a pair of these in the late '80s, and we tried them out. We terrified a pizza delivery guy who probably thought he'd stumbled onto a cult exacting a weird ritual while enjoying a snack. Into the trash the next day.
They're cute. Could have done without the caressing female hand and the phallic portable light, however.
But yes, why not just put on a bathrobe?
Much as I love the Carmina Burana, this one's better:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h05ZQ7WHw8Y
In it, you can keep warm and pretend you're the leader of an ego-centric burgundy cult in which your pets are brainwashed worshippers of you a la Manos, The Hands of Fate.
Or, you can kick it up another notch with some Bedazzled Crocs. Awesome.
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