2.27.2009

Yummy!

In keeping with the childishness I demonstrated with my last post, I thought this would be a great book for Friday. Nothing phallicky today (sorry!), but at least a good send-off for the weekend. I wasn't going to post it, but the comments on the Moose with Loose Poops post made me think I'm not the only one who appreciates juvenile (and somewhat scatological) humor. Teehee!

As with the last book, it's the title that gets me. Did they really not think of it when they titled this book? Or are they just as bad as I am, laughing to themselves ("poop!!") as they send the book out for distribution? I would suspect it's the latter, but given some of the awful book covers we've seen, it might be that some publishers are just more clueless than I give them credit for.

Enjoy! (And think of this next time you make cookies!)

6 comments:

Teacherninja said...

or, like the Nerdfighters, add "...in my pants" to the end of nearly any title to get the same wonderful effect.

Everything that Rises Must Converge...In My Pants.

Alissa said...

You know if they had just used his full name "Winnie the Pooh" it would hardly have the same effect. It's really surprising that nobody thought about this during that whole book publication process.

Erik said...

"One Hundred Years of Solitude... in my pants."

Yep, it works.

And, of course, there's always my personal favorite:
http://partiallyclips.com/pclipslite.php?id=1321

Maughta said...

I thought that looked familiar! http://judgeabook.blogspot.com/2007/10/titles-that-took-some-thought.html

Great minds think alike!

BikerPuppy said...

Crap! And now I even remember being impressed with the word coprophagia (which I had learned when I got a puppy). Sorry, bad memory!

Nikkie said...

I totally have this book! I made some honey cookies. I think they tasted weird.