Showing posts with label Twihards. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Twihards. Show all posts

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Twihards Have Officially Gone WAY Too Far!!


So this evening I stumbled upon a funny link of the "30 Most Disturbing Twilight Products". Now, some of these products I really didnt find disturbing at all...not that I would personally buy any of them but I didnt really see the harm in a bumper stickers, T-shirts and cookbooks.... even Vovlo taking advantage of Edward's car of choice...or Burger King's Team Edward or Team Jacob water bottles. All clean fun if you ask me... but...

A few were a little creepy... or a lot creepy... like the underwear (with Edward's face on the inside), dolls, sheets, shower curtains and a silhouette you can stencil on the wall of your bedroom that is somehow distinctly Edward along with the words "Be safe" . Not to mention golden contacts and a felt replica of Bella's womb. Yes, I said womb. Creepy!

But what I found particularly...actually, beyond disturbing, was a certain object... ahh... yah... I'm not going to say what it is.... other than that it sparkles and apparently contains a little ice in order to "retain a cold temperature" and achieve the most "authentic experience". Can I just say WTF!!!!! Wow! Twihards have officially taken it WAY too far.

Thursday, November 19, 2009

Pony Girl Needs to Back Off My Man!! (Robert Pattinson)


Just who does she think she is? Posting pictures of herself with MY MAN!!! Does Pony Girl not know he is all mine? Well... "all" and "mine" being a relative term for me and the other fourteen million girls who want to marry him at this moment. Not that I'd marry him... *ehem*

Pony Girl, I like you. Really, I do. I actually could say ditto to everything you wrote in your (hilarious) post on our love affair with Twilight.... but still....you need to step away from my man, sista!

Anyways, I just thought I'd say....

Hours. We are hours away from New Moon.

EEEEEEEEEHHHHH!!!!

AAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!


*squeal*

*giggle*

*bites lip*

*squeal escapes*

*clamps hand over mouth*

*blush*

*totally flips out- squealing, bouncing, giggling and wild jazz hands*

*remembers that she is 27 years old*

*hangs head in shame*

Thank you, that's all I have to say about that.