The weirdest part of this photo isn't that someone is selling a minimally stained rubber fist. It's the fact that four of the little phone number tabs at the bottom are torn off. It's as thought there were four (not one, but four) people walking down the street thinking to themselves, "Man, I really need to get my hands on a rubber fist. But where? Oh, here we are! Lucky day!"
I think if I had gone out the night before, had a few too many margaritas and woke up with a rubber fist on one of my hands, my first notion would not be to go out and get some bright pink paper, type up this For Sale sign and walk around the neighborhood taping this to light poles. I either would've tossed it in my closet and kept it around for the memories, or I would've just thrown it away. I guess I'm just lazy. (What the hell does a used rubber fist go for, anyway?)
Yes, it's plain old guerrilla marketing. Cheap advertising. The thing is, what about this fake ad would make one want to go there? "Go to the Pink Taco, get drugged to unconsciousness and then anally raped by a deranged clown with a rubber fetish." That's basically what it's telling you.
Then again, perhaps that's some people's idea of a really good time.
These are old. It is a viral marketing thing for the Pink Taco d-bag "mexican" restaurant where beers are $6 or $7 for a bottle and the food is no better than Baja Fresh, but more expensive.
I would of course take that number. Think about it... You may not want the rubber fist, but I would love to meet that girl that has it. She's probably an animal!
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June 13th, 2008 at 02:52 pm
Yes, it's plain old guerrilla marketing. Cheap advertising. The thing is, what about this fake ad would make one want to go there? "Go to the Pink Taco, get drugged to unconsciousness and then anally raped by a deranged clown with a rubber fetish." That's basically what it's telling you.
Then again, perhaps that's some people's idea of a really good time.
June 10th, 2008 at 04:57 pm
These are old. It is a viral marketing thing for the Pink Taco d-bag "mexican" restaurant where beers are $6 or $7 for a bottle and the food is no better than Baja Fresh, but more expensive.
June 9th, 2008 at 04:53 pm
I always assumed these were ads for Pink Taco.
June 9th, 2008 at 01:25 am
I hearby nominate Buddy-Ice as the top runner in the comment of the week. LMAO
P.S. I FUKKIN HATE WORD PRESS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
June 8th, 2008 at 09:14 pm
I called and purchased the unit. Game over.
June 8th, 2008 at 08:40 pm
Not only are you lazy, but you have terrible grammar. There's at least half a dozen mistakes in this post.
June 8th, 2008 at 05:28 pm
someone really needs to call that number
June 8th, 2008 at 04:34 pm
I would of course take that number. Think about it... You may not want the rubber fist, but I would love to meet that girl that has it. She's probably an animal!
June 8th, 2008 at 03:11 pm
Come on...this is obviously a joke...thought this site was pretty solid but material must be running low...
June 8th, 2008 at 02:37 pm
Oh my god! That's my grandmother's phone number.