Remember last month when Facebook sent me a targeted eBay ad specifically for me, and it was for the ass of a squirrel sticking out of a wall? And I wrote about it and then Facebook decided to double down so the next week they sent me an ad for the taxidermied ass of a larger animal. And then Victor told me I was bringing it on myself because I kept looking at these animal-ass auction ads that Facebook kept sending me and so Facebook probably thought I was into that sort of thing? Well, I stopped looking at the weird ads Facebook was sending me, and Victor was right…the ass pictures have stopped.
They’ve been replaced with this:
Touché, Facebook.
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And in other news, it’s time for the weekly wrap-up:
What you missed in my shop (Named “Eight pounds of uncut cocaine” so that your credit card bill will be more interesting.):
- Chocolate-filled calendar. Except without dates because this way you can go for the chocolate whenever the hell you need a piece without a calendar telling you what to do. Perfect for friends having a shitty week. This is the safe-for-work version.
- This is the version you hide in your desk and eat from when you coworkers are being dicks.
What you missed on the internets:
This week on shit-I-didn’t-come-up-with-but-wish-I-did-because-it’s-kind-of-awesome:
- The only thing better than this website are the people who don’t realize it’s satire.
- Victor and I are amateur ghost hunters so we visit lots of haunted hotels, but he’s drawn the line at this one. Also, I’ll never eat ham again.