We all know Amy Winehouse has some problemos. Mostly involving crack, horse tranquilizers and really, really gross hair. But even a crackhead can love designer duds.

So can we blame her when her love for the bottle and her passion for high fashion collide….in the form of vomit splattered all over some super couture dresses…which she returned…without cleaning them?

Um. Ew.
And, yes. Yes we can.

I’ve been there. Too many times. Like the time my friend borrowed a pair of boots, got drunk and peed behind a dumpster…drowning my boots in urine. Or when I went to use my Chi and found chunks of vomit from a roommate’s particularly bad evening. (”Seriously, I couldn’t even get to the toilet. It was totally projectile!”) Or that time I loaned out my favorite t-shirt only to have it returned with some…er…male secretion splattered all over the front.

The point is this: we don’t care what you do in our clothes, just clean that sh*t up. Especially for Harvey Nichols.

Although, on the bright side, at least it was just vomit. Who knows what this girl is capable of?!

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Dear Tuffy Luv,

This is really embarassing, so I hope it’s not weird that I’m asking you.

So over the summer every summer for the last three years I work as a hostess at this restaurant near my house. And every year I’ve been there, there’s been this guy (I’ll call him T) who works there too. I go away to college, but he goes to the junior college nearby so he’s there all year.

Anyway, T and I always flirt all summer and nothing ever really happened (last summer we kissed once but it was at a party and not anything that went anywhere). Except this year, from the first day we saw each other again, it was like BAM–chemistry. So we hooked up a couple of times and it was great.

My problem is, last night, I went over to his place after work and I thought we were just going to hook up like usual, but then–I don’t even know how to say this without being gross, so here it is: he peed on me.

I was totally disgusted, but I was really surprised so I didn’t say anything and we just had sex anyway and then I went home.

What the hell?! Also, have I now given him permission to do it again since I didn’t say anything? Help!!!!!!!!

-I Got Peed On Read More »

Thank the good people over at Scanner for alerting me to this.

Gone are the days of MarioKart, Zelda and NBA Live ‘95. Instead, today’s hottest video game title features people peeing on cats. The newest Wii title in Japan is called Super Pii Pii Brothers. Just insert your Wiimote into the underwear-like harness (included of course) and start pissing the night away.

Your goal: aim for the three toilets on the screen. Kittens and other creatures pop out of the commodes and you earn extra points for dousing them with your stream of urine. You can pee in different locales and environments, but get too much on the floor and you lose…so does the custodian.

I’ve always wanted to know what it’s like to pee standing up, but never enough to want to simulate the experience in a virtual setting with my closest friends and/or family. Call me old school, but whatever happened to Cranium? Too clean?

Super Pii Pii Brothers may seem too ridiculous to be true, but check out the game in action. If you want to play yourself, the game is available in through ThinkGeek.

Like your job doesn’t suck enough. Now they’re telling you you have to pee in a bag.

Okay, maybe not you, but these guys are being told by their company to pee in bags! Why? So the company saves time on bathroom breaks.

I can’t believe they’re seriously asking them to do this. Cutting back on cigarette breaks, I could see. But being asked to urinate in public in a bag given to you by your company? Totally humiliating.

On a slightly related note:

True story: I was once standing in a mall waiting for a friend. I was in a high-traffic area of said mall, with lots of people everywhere.

I notice this kid nearby tugging on his mom’s arm. She holds out a plastic bag…

…and he whips out his little kid weewee and pees in the bag.

I kid you not.

And THEN the mother took the bag and tied it up and just stood there, holding the kid’s urine.

I don’t know. Peeing in bags is nast.

But maybe it’s becoming mainstream (haha) and I’m just behind the trend.

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