Tawny Cypress’ character Simone did her damnedest to get her boyfriend Isaac Mendez into rehab for his heroin addiction in the first season of Heroes while Tawny Kitaen appeared on the 2nd season of VH1’s Celebrity Rehab with Dr. Drew. And once again, The Sexy Armpit poses the age old question to you, which are the more appealing qualities: class, sensuousness, and talent or starring in a RATT video and being a former love interest of O.J Simpson? You decide!
NJ T-Shirt Tuesday 14: The New Jersey Giants
Last night the New York Giants won their first pre-season game against the Carolina Panthers at Giants Stadium. Depression sets in every time I watch a Giants game and I’m forced to fixate on that silly “NY” logo on the players’ helmets. Growing up in the ’80s, the Giants helmets simply read “GIANTS.” It was sleek and concentrated on the team name without any implication of geographical ownership. It’s a simple fact of life that the Giants will never change their name to the NY/NJ Giants, regardless of the fact that everyone in the country knows that their official headquarters, training facility, and home stadium are in East Rutherford, New Jersey. In a non-sports related argument, there’s no reason why a New York/New Jersey feud should even exist since their relationship is symbiotic. There’s no way the Giants would even exist without New Jersey, and their new stadium affirms that they’ll be sticking around for quite a long time.
During the ’80s and ’90s (and I’m sure it’s probably still happening) there were many bootleg “New Jersey Giants” shirts printed up. If you bought or wore one of these throughout the years, your fake boobs or juiced pecs were clinging to a lie. Wearing a shirt or an illegally created jersey that purported the Giants to be a New Jersey team was like falling in love with a girl who was already married. It’s a fruitless affair. New Jersey doesn’t want the Giants to be ours exclusively, we’re happy sharing Big Blue, but hell, we just want some credit! What’s the sense of having a fierce custody battle when we know that the Giants have lived in the swamps of New Jersey since ’76? I wonder how it would pan out if the Boston Red Sox stadium was actually in Rhode Island? The Rhode Island Red Sox has a better ring to it…and so does the Jersey Giants!!!
This shirt is a small, and it’s from the ’80s when everyone was the size of Napoleon, so I’d bet it’s only going to fit small children and girls without much in the boob department. Regardless, this sporty slice of retro heaven is ideal for those who love the G-Men, AND New Jersey!
To check out the listing click here: XL3VintageClothing.net
Superman Ultimate Flight: Six Flags Great Adventure
This video makes me laugh.
Don’t let any of your friends who consider themselves “hardcore coaster enthusiasts” knock this ride because it’s one of the best in the park! It’s the closest I’ll ever get to flying, unless I score some peyote.
New Jersey’s Great Pop Culture Moments Vol.24: Donna Pinciotti’s Uncle from Hoboken
Honest Scrap Award from Enter The Man-Cave
A big thanks to Geof at Enter The Man-Cave for awarding The Sexy Armpit and several other blogs the Honest Scrap Award!
WIN A Klondike Bar and Michael Ian Black’s Book My Custom Van!
In this post we hope you’ll learn a few life lessons like how to double knot your shoelaces, how to unscrew a cap from a 2-liter soda bottle, and how to enter to win a Klondike Bar, and as if that wasn’t sweet enough, we’ll throw in a copy of Michael Ian Black’s book, My Custom Van And 52 other Mind-Blowing Essays That Will Blow Your Mind All Over Your Face!!! Michael Ian Black grew up in New Jersey and isn’t afraid to admit it:
Here at The Sexy Armpit, the esteemed humorist Michael Ian Black is held in very high regard, and so are Klondike Bars. Smooshing the two of them together might be heavenly, yet kind of weird when you think about it. Black would probably get really cold and fairly sticky, not to mention that he probably won’t taste anywhere near as good as the thicker, chocolaty Klondike Bar does, (sorry ’bout that Michael). Plus, we’d have to shrink Black down so he wouldn’t be inordinately larger than the ice cream filled Klondike Bar.
The good people at Klondike have not only provided us with a coupon for a FREE Klondike Bar product but also a fine collection of entertaining “man on the street” sketches starring Michael Ian Black! What would you do-oo-oo for a Klondike Bar? It turns out, you don’t have to do all that much! Who needs an overly complicated giveaway anyhow? All you have to do to enter is view the set of 5 videos and tell us which one you like the best. The winner will be chosen at random and announced right here at The Sexy Armpit. Deadline to enter is 9/1/09.
To watch the videos go here: www.klondikebar.com/mancave and click on the TV set, then e-mail sexyarmpit@comcast.net which one you like the best.
While serving as Klondike’s man on the street, Black resides in “the library of treats” where he concocts cold, delicious Klontinis while being waited on by cute snack girls. It’s a life we can all envy. In case you haven’t heard about it, you can watch Michael Ian Black’s latest comedic exploits in Michael and Michael Have Issues, Wednesdays on Comedy Central.
As for Klondike Bars, they’re still cold chillin’ in the freezer section of the supermarket, but I wasn’t aware of the various flavors they’re now offering. My upcoming mission is to try the Oreo Cookies and Cream, Dark Chocolate, and Reese’s varieties of the Klondike Bar. If you’re trying to watch your girlish figure, then I suggest you pick up a pack of the no sugar added or 100 calorie versions. You can follow @The_Klondikebar on Twitter.
NJ T-Shirt Tuesday 13: Bon Jovi at Giants Stadium 1989
No joke: This shirt was $199 bucks on eBay. The auction offered free shipping though, as if that was any incentive to buy a 20 year old, used t-shirt.
Internet, oh Internet, how do I love thee? Let me count the ways! 1) you make it easier to pay my bills 2) you provide me with an occasionally biased, poorly edited, publicly written encyclopedia that has become the Britannica of the modern age. 3) you’ve made it so simple to find pornography at little or no cost to millions of men around the world (and excessively horny women…you know who you are!) 4) Where would we be without social networking sites? Actually speaking to each other on the phone, or better yet interacting with someone IN PERSON? OK, so the Internet is a blessing, but it’s also a curse because now we rely on it like a drug.
Above all of the aforementioned reasons why I love the Internet, the reason I love most is that we can find cool shit that isn’t for sale in any store, not even a thrift store or a flea market. You see, there are just some things that no one in their right mind would actually sell to you in person. That is where the Internet comes in. Places like eBay, Craigslist, and other auction sites have afforded us the opportunity to buy entire series bootlegs of TV shows that will never have even a minute chance of getting an official release. The Internet, and Google has opened up doors for us that lead to toys from our childhood that mysteriously disappeared from our den when we were young, only for us to find out that our father’s got rid of them so we can grow up and become men. You want Castle Grayskull mint in box? eBay! How the f-ck does someone still have that, you ask? Well, I have no idea because I ask myself that same question.
Where do our old hand-me-downs wind up? Remember that Kiss Animalize tour shirt you wore constantly back in ’84? Well, you can buy it on eBay for upwards of $200! Who would spend that kind of scratch on an old ratty, smelly, shirt that’s probably been soaked in someone elses beer puke once or twice? There’s someone out there who will, I guarantee it! Would you spend it on that Bon Jovi t-shirt that you had from their homecoming concert at Giants Stadium back in June of ’89? Even if it was a special shirt produced and sold that night only?
Even at their height of success, Bon Jovi was never known to have the best concert t-shirts. Proving that statement is the Jovi tee pictured above, created for their ’89 concert in East Rutherford. The graphic on the front of the shirt begs to be discussed. The first noticeable flaw is that Jon Bon Jovi is clearly not “Giant-Man: the all Mighty and Powerful Rock God.” It’s not humanly possible that all 5 foot 5 of Jon Francis could dwarf Giants Stadium! C’mon people! Whoever drew this must’ve been mistakenly drawing Jon Mikl Thor in Rock and Roll Nightmare, because Jon Bon Jovi is not that Herculean. I also had no idea Jon was the Intercontinental Champion, either that or he’s wearing a gold encrusted chastity belt. Dear Jon Bon Jovi, The Sexy Armpit wishes you good luck in defending rock and roll in East Rutherford, New Jersey from all the evil creatures attempting to stop you from playing your concert.
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atom-bomb Bikini, the lurid art of Robert Ullman
WWE Hell in a Cell Comes to The Prudential Center
This photo of the Prudential Center appeared on WWE.com today
Tickets go on sale this Saturday morning through Ticketmaster, but you may have been one of the lucky people to get in on the pre-sale that happened this week. The Sexy Armpit will be ringside for Hell in a Cell, the first ever WWE pay per view event to emanante from the 2 year old arena.