(Men’s underwear, bodies, and fetishes, so not to everyone’s tastes.)
The Daily Jocks ad from the 19th displayed this vision from Cellblock 13 / CellBlock 13 / Cell Block 13 (plus my caption):
(#1) Commando jockstrap and neoprene harness, in camo/red
Over years, bit by bit, Butch
Stripped his clothing down to the
Bare minimum.
On Facebook, from several sources, these vintage ads for Ovaltine, notable (these days) for their use of the adjective gay ‘light-hearted, carefree’:
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Two things here: the lexical items gay; and the beverage Ovaltine. Along the way we’ll pick up some Los Angeles lesbian rap.
A recent tv commercial for Jack Link’s beef jerky builds up to the punch line, the claim that the jerky
beats the snack out of other snacks
ostentatiously using snack as a euphemism for shit.
[revised version]
From David Preston, yesterday’s Brewster Rockit comic strip, in a male character attempts to mansplain mansplaining to Pamela Mae Snap (aka Irritable Belle):
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A Joe Dator cartoon in the June 19th New Yorker:
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which will lead us to today’s Mother Goose and Grimm:
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Along the way we’ll visit the naugas and their hides.
(Warning: kinky mansex territory, so NSFW and not for kids or the sexually modest.)
The header on a Facebook posting by Michael Palmer, which took me to the BareTwinks site and scenes like ths one:
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Caught on a local tv station, an ad for Spam:
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An easy pun — fried for tried — on a formulaic expression, Don’t knock it until / ’til / till you’ve tried it. In service of an exhortation to enjoy Spam by frying it just like ham.
First, on the ad campaign. Then, on the expression.
It started with Chris Hansen posting this London bus ad on Facebook:
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On the bus:
IT’S SMOOTHIFIED.
WE’RE AMERICAN.
WE CAN MAKE UP WORDS.NOW IN THE UK
So: about the morphology; about the advertising tactic; and about the beer.
Emily Rizzo then threw this into the mix:
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with chelada (a variant of michelada), a type of beer cocktail — that is, a mixed drink with beer as one of its ingredients.
(Not much about language. Warning: eventually there will be hunky young men wearing virtually nothing.)
As part of the run-in to Pride Month, the Out Magazine June-July issue has a page on clothes for the occasion:
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I’m not aesthetically moved by most of these, though I do like the Levi’s socks; and at $15 a pair they’re the closest thing there is to an affordable item in the set. Second on the economic front ($28 a pair) is the Mack Weldon underwear — but you’re probably wondering what black trunks are doing in a display of Pridewear. Seems they’re a stand-in for a line of underwear in hot rainbow colors, one color per skivvy. (There’s a Page on this blog on rainbow underwear, if you’d like to explore a more conventional approach.)
