REALLY BAD IDEA OF THE DAY SO FAR
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being a female of the female gender, i still found that painful to read.
i wonder if he used his unit to sign the admittance papers.
Posted by: crossgirl | February 15, 2006 at 09:25 AM
I need to throw up and lie down now, in no particular order.
Posted by: Federal Duck | February 15, 2006 at 09:28 AM
OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW
Posted by: Scooter | February 15, 2006 at 09:29 AM
Was it an Eberhard Faber?
Posted by: Blue Meanie | February 15, 2006 at 09:29 AM
For God's sake, I hope he used a #2 pencil!!!
Posted by: Lou Bricant | February 15, 2006 at 09:30 AM
WOW.
I see a Darwin Award in his future.
How the ph*ck did he think he'd get it out? Did he at least tie a string to it? Need more info!
Posted by: Tamara Rhymes With Camera | February 15, 2006 at 09:39 AM
I'm having one of those days where I believe the world is populated by pencil neck idiots. Dave, you just reinforced that belief - at least the pencil part. Thank you.
Posted by: Disgruntled Kat | February 15, 2006 at 09:40 AM
Lou - wouldn't he need a no. 1?
Posted by: Blue Meanie | February 15, 2006 at 09:40 AM
Why the hell am *I* crossing MY legs????
OUCH!
Posted by: JustLinda | February 15, 2006 at 09:40 AM
I understand the couple went out to a movie first: "Eraserhead"
Posted by: Blue Meanie | February 15, 2006 at 09:47 AM
I'm guessing that his lady friend is very grateful that the pencil didn't get lodged in her uh whatever.
Posted by: rita | February 15, 2006 at 09:49 AM
penile implant, pencil implant--see how important good spelling can be?
Posted by: mathmom | February 15, 2006 at 09:52 AM
It must be true.
After all. it was on Ananova.com
Posted by: chuck | February 15, 2006 at 09:56 AM
he was so bad in bed, when she asked him to "get the lead out", he couldn't!
Posted by: insomniac | February 15, 2006 at 09:56 AM
I guess he doesn't have any lead in his pencil!
Posted by: Steve | February 15, 2006 at 10:08 AM
Okay, couldn't finish reading that . . .
Posted by: Mahatma Kane Jeeves | February 15, 2006 at 10:15 AM
It's gonna take me a few days to get over this one...
Posted by: Peg Leg Pete, CPA | February 15, 2006 at 10:23 AM
Nope, I got nothin'.
Posted by: Mr. Completely | February 15, 2006 at 10:28 AM
Let's see... I can pencil you in on Friday night.
Posted by: fivver | February 15, 2006 at 10:33 AM
really bad idea of the day SO FAR?
OK, if it gets worse than this, I'm goin' back to bed
Posted by: TCK | February 15, 2006 at 10:42 AM
I heard a pen is better..
Posted by: Sean | February 15, 2006 at 10:42 AM
Talk about a pencil dick..
Posted by: Sean | February 15, 2006 at 10:43 AM
In the immortal words of David Lee Roth, "I've got my PENCIL, gimme somethin' to write on!"
Oh, yes, this guy got it bad, got it bad, got it bad.
This 80s moment brought to you by the letter P.
Posted by: cebasham | February 15, 2006 at 10:43 AM
Tupic said he had no idea there were things like Viagra available but agreed that in future he will try pills before he takes any more chances with pencils." - Ananova.com
Good thinking, man!!!
And yes, I'm of the female gender and I said "ouch"! :)
Posted by: Eleanor | February 15, 2006 at 10:44 AM
"At first the patient did not tell us what really happened, but x-rays proved the truth."
Not to put too fine a point on it, but did he believe they wouldn't find out?
Dr: "I'm sorry to tell you this, but there is a pencil in your hoo ha."
Patient: "How did that get there?"
Posted by: Lisa Bisa Fo Fisa | February 15, 2006 at 10:44 AM
Whew! I'm really glad I heeded Dave's dire warning and did NOT read that item!!
Posted by: Mad Soapboxer | February 15, 2006 at 10:45 AM
I need to throw up and lie down now, in no particular order.
Fed, my reaction *exactly*
Posted by: «LabSpecimen» | February 15, 2006 at 10:47 AM
You warned us and I looked anyway. My bad. Now I'm trying to type this while doubled over holding my groin with both hands.
This makes it hard to type.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | February 15, 2006 at 10:50 AM
Hmm.. so let's see - bright idea #1 - insert pencil into dangly bits. Bright idea #2 - sharpen the pencil first so it punctures your bladder.
How did this guy get a woman to have s*x with him in the first place?
Posted by: Somewhere North | February 15, 2006 at 10:51 AM
Mr. Tupic must be the only person in the universe who does not get spam.
Posted by: Blue Meanie | February 15, 2006 at 10:52 AM
"Tupic said he had no idea there were things like Viagra available but agreed that in future he will try pills before he takes any more chances with pencils."
Next week's news from Belgrade:
A Serbian man needed emergency surgery after sticking several Viagra pills inside his penis to keep it stiff during sex.
Posted by: qetzal | February 15, 2006 at 10:53 AM
This is a clear case of a man thinking with his...ah...pencil.
(*snork* at crossgirl and mathmom)
Posted by: Lisa Bisa Fo Fisa | February 15, 2006 at 10:56 AM
Qetzal: Brilliant!
Posted by: Tamara Rhymes With Camera | February 15, 2006 at 11:01 AM
Ya know doctor, for all the good those suppositories did I could have just stuck them up my a**.
Posted by: fivver | February 15, 2006 at 11:03 AM
"Mr. Tupic, it says here on your resume you are a pencil pusher..Exactly what is that supposed to mean?"
Posted by: Sean | February 15, 2006 at 11:08 AM
Hey Tupic--Remember how your mama used to tell you never to put anything smaller than a watermelon in your ear? Same thing applies down there.
I enjoyed Tupic's rap music, however.
Posted by: Bill | February 15, 2006 at 11:12 AM
OH OWWIEEEEE, and i am not a man of the male gender either, but OWWWIE, oh, and here is my fist in your face for being a complete bozo. not saying serves ya right, not saying it doesnt hurt.... but WHAT WERE you thinking, dumbkopf?
Posted by: queensbee | February 15, 2006 at 11:34 AM
*snork!* at everybody who has posted to this thread so far this morning.
Now let it be told, this is surely (not Shirley) an urban legend, 'cause I have heard it dozens of times in one form or another. And might I add:
Q (male): What does it mean if you get writer's cramp while spanking your monkey?
A: It means your d*ck's too small.
Posted by: Stupendous Man | February 15, 2006 at 11:37 AM
Maybe he should have tried using a tu-pic (toothpick). But really people, what's so different about this from how Walter the oosik was used in his day?
Posted by: Brad | February 15, 2006 at 11:39 AM
He should have known better. It's like they say, " The pen is mightier than the sword. "
Posted by: Sean | February 15, 2006 at 11:47 AM
The poor girl..Sounds like he really lead her on.
Posted by: Sean | February 15, 2006 at 11:58 AM
"Tupic said he had no idea there were things like Viagra available but agreed that in future he will try pills before he takes any more chances with pencils."
Okay, so if the pills don't work it's back to pencils, right?
Posted by: ScottMGS | February 15, 2006 at 12:02 PM
Brad, you're right. Walter was a built in "pencil". I imagine in the arctic, you'd need that kind of reinforcement.
Posted by: Prairie Dog | February 15, 2006 at 12:50 PM
I like to leave my mark, but this guy likes to leave his signature!
Ok, I got nuthin....
Posted by: Higgy | February 15, 2006 at 01:19 PM
I just want to add my name to the list of women of the female gender who nevertheless are experiencing both physical and emotional pain as a result of this post.
Fellas? Remember that ONE time you had a problem? Well, it's o.k. It really is. Let's just watch TV for a while; we're tired too.
Posted by: Betsy | February 15, 2006 at 01:25 PM
Tupic probably tried this after hearing about the constipated mathematician who worked it out with a pencil.
Posted by: Stupendous Man | February 15, 2006 at 01:40 PM
i just looked at the pen i was using, it said 'uniball'. after that, i had to cross my legs all over again.
Posted by: insomniac | February 15, 2006 at 01:51 PM
LTTG and all of my comments have been taken.
And I agree with the other women, reading that is enough to give a woman pain in her va-jay-jay.
Posted by: slyeyes | February 15, 2006 at 01:58 PM
*snork at Sly*
Yes...I also got a pain there...
Posted by: Susan | February 15, 2006 at 02:49 PM
I will never view pencils the same way again. I will be thinking of it everytime I see a pencil. Even if I banned all pens and pencils from the house, my tablet PC's stylus looks like a writing implement. GAH!
Speaking of which, why didn't he use a PDA stylus? At least it isn't as pointy.
Posted by: Nancie | February 15, 2006 at 03:01 PM
He was just tryin' to put some lead in the ole' pencil, IYKWIM, wink wink, nudge nudge.
Nope, still got nothin'.
Posted by: Mr. Completely | February 15, 2006 at 03:21 PM
Good for you, Betsy!
Tell it like it is.
Now we can only hope they hear you. :)
Posted by: Eleanor | February 15, 2006 at 03:23 PM
To add [more] shame to misery, it's been reported (not really) that the implement in use was actually a golf pencil.
Posted by: Tamara Rhymes With Camera | February 15, 2006 at 03:24 PM
Um...how do we know that Mr. Tupic wasn't, ah, en flagrante delicto with a person of the male persuasion?
Posted by: CandyT | February 15, 2006 at 03:47 PM
Thanks Prarie Dog, but I imagine if you're really a prairie dog, you have one too. One of the most disgusting things I ever read on the Internet (in its early days) was a breeding guide for small dogs (presumably including prairie dogs). One thing you have to be careful of with Maltese and the like when breeding is that the female can move too much and break the male's wee-wee. For a prized stud, this is a career ending injury, but worse, it often necessitates putting down the male :(.
Posted by: Brad | February 15, 2006 at 04:06 PM
Sean stole my thunder. I was going to say this gives a whole new meaning to the words "pencil pusher." If they had been in an office it would probably be a "desk job," you think?
Posted by: Hanna | February 15, 2006 at 05:48 PM
I was gonna say maybe he should have tried raw oysters...but I realized they're probably limper than his original problem. So I decided not to say it.
Posted by: Stupendous Man | February 15, 2006 at 07:45 PM
...and S Man executes a perfect praeteritio followed by a triple toe loop!
Eleanor...Yeah...I don't know why that's such a sensitive (har) topic. Maybe we should teach the guys how to say, "Y'know, honey, I'm getting a headache" instead of going for the pencil, the brick on a cord, and/or the blue pills. But then, judging from the amount of time this blog spends nervously discussing the Mighty Wurlitzer, there's not much hope of that, is there?
Posted by: *Betsy | February 15, 2006 at 09:34 PM
*zips in*
Betsy, I think it would be a fair statement to say that "it" - oh wait, that should be a big "IT" (sorry, guys) is a total obsession. I don't think we would ever hear from the other gender, Not tonight dear, I have a headache.
*sigh*
*zips out - dinner time*
Posted by: Eleanor | February 15, 2006 at 09:43 PM
(Just cleaning up after Eleanor's zipper. Carry on.
Posted by: Brad | February 15, 2006 at 10:33 PM
Forget it. I don't know how to clean up other people italics. Sorry.
Posted by: Brad | February 15, 2006 at 10:34 PM
All better now?
Posted by: Blue Meanie | February 15, 2006 at 11:55 PM
Betsy sorta give new meaning to the phrase Gee, Dad ... it's a Wurlitzer! doesn't she?
Posted by: U.O | February 16, 2006 at 12:18 AM
CandyT - if he were consorting with another male, most likely he would have used a #2 pencil.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | February 16, 2006 at 01:56 AM
"Dearest (grunt!) Mother (umph!),
Having a (grunt!)wonderful time (unnhhh!)...
Ooops - erase, erase!"
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | February 16, 2006 at 01:59 AM
Annie - bad dog! No biscuit!
Earworm alert:
The Wurlitzer Prize
...They oughta give me the Wurlitzer Prize
For all the (fill in the blank) I let slide
Down the (fill in the blank)
Tryin' to (fill in the blank) you,
Tryin' to (fill in the blank) you.
Posted by: Stupendous Man | February 16, 2006 at 02:40 AM