Showing posts with label iPhone. Show all posts
Showing posts with label iPhone. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

iPanties. iHorny.

Finally, an iPhone app I can get behind.

The other day, I posted a story on the iPhone and how I've sworn to not buy one in its currently incarnation. Maybe now, I can make some "bones" to get one. Get it, bones? Oh, yeah, I haven't explained the "nuts" and bolts of this post. I'm so smart. Ha.

So, the iPhone includes a touch screen feature to unlock the screen lock on the phone. "Slide to unlock" is that feature. Self-explanatory, right? So, some one was ingenious, and apparently perverted, enough to add that same concept to panties, as you can see in the picture above, which was cleverly dubbed iPanties.

Yes, you can believe I have imagined all the possible double entendres, crazy euphemisms, and implicated situations I can make with these undies. For example, "do I use my finger or my whole hand to unlock it?" is one. And "my mouth has to be next to the 'receiver,' right?" is a lame but considered phrase. Either way, I think this is the hottest yet geekiest thing I've seen this week next to the hot chicks in Star Trek clothing. You know, the ones in the light blue shirts always die. Trekkies live!

Monday, May 4, 2009

Cocaine Goes Digital, Still Highly Addictive

And coming soon to the iPhone: the heroin app.

I've vowed not to get an iPhone in its current incarnation. I mean, despite the cool features and apps you can download, my thumbs are simply too fat to type on the screen, and, of course, fat nerds like me have to get the texting and the typing and whatnot with relative ease.

But despite that, I think this iSnort app that I came across maybe the least productive yet most downloadable app you could get. It's cocaine that's less harmful for you. LESS harmful. All you need are a credit card and a rolled-up dollar bill. And soon enough, you're Tony Montana with a mountain of blow on your desk.

A demonstration, please:


At least, it's not as lame as this app. This legitamizes the "how can you keep an idiot busy" question.