I Crap In a Box

I'm Maddie, a fabulous foul-mouthed Calico from Washington, D.C. I sleep, whine and poop a lot. Swearing like a sailor and vomiting like a supermodel round out my typical day. Tormenting my sister also warms my heart!

Monday, February 14, 2005

Hello KittyShitty

Marketing idea: Hello Shitty! I mean, if we're going to idolize a cat, let's be real about it, shall we?

I have decided that I am going to create my own brand and usurp that prissy bland bitch Hello Kitty 'cause she's just passe. Instead of Hello Kitty erasers, I will market Hello Shitty turds that are shaped like cat heads. And I will paste my pictures on them because you will certainly want to know where such a glorious turd has come from.

That famous cat doesn't even have a mouth -- how does she call anyone an asshole, the way I call everyone asshole? I'll bet, if she doesn't have a mouth, then she can't eat and CERTAINLY that means she can't poop. What's a cat without a litterbox to miss? No wonder that bitch looks so uptight -- she ain't had a warm, wet, stinky shit in three decades!

And their logo -- "30 years of cute" -- makes me want to vomit. How about "8 years of poop"! My mommy is as old as Hello Kitty, and she used to collect that shit when she was a kid. Now she collects poop chunks from the new Queen in town (Hello Shitty!) that I scatter throughout the house like uncooked rice at a wedding reception.

Mommy says I should give up my idea of scratch-and-sniff stickers, but she's OK with toilet seat covers and pooper scoopers and barf bags. I mean, look at all the celebrities who settle for the mediocrity of the Hello Kitty line -- wouldn't you like to see a Hello Shitty beauty mark slapped on Ashlee Simpson's or George W. Bush's face? Oooh, what about those vaporizing strips that go on people's noses to help them sleep? Forget those menthol strips ... let's make 'em methane! I bet that would help all you single bitches (like Mommy) who don't have datees on Valentine's day to atract a tomcat or two! Tomcats like to smell our asses, and well, if you smell like ass, then you're likely to attract someone at some point, ya know?

And yes, I thought of all of this while my head was in the toilet and my ass was hanging out on the floor today. I figured I'd post while Mommy is scrubbing the piss outta the carpet. In any event, Happy Hearts Day and be careful about that dark chocolate you're putting in your mouth -- I've already started mass merchandising my ideas!

6 Comments:

At 11:59 PM, Anonymous John said...

Dear Maddie,

I want you to make me a Hello Shitty lunchbox slathered with Miss Maddies special butt blend odor. That way I can bring it to lunch and gross out all the other kids (hurl city!) so I can steal their lunches! Just think of all the goodies we could score like tuna sammiches, chicken sammiches, turkey sammiches, potato chips, pudding snack packs, chocolate chip cookies, snickers bars, m & m's and grapes! It'd be craptacular! And this is the best part of the whole deal...when the kids start barfing you can cross market your barf bags!

 
At 12:20 AM, Blogger Barb said...

dear Maddie,

i saw this today and thought of you. i hope you like it.

i don't crap in a box

 
At 2:23 PM, Blogger Billy Joe said...

I would buy the Hello Shitty eraser for Waldo, though I think the wording may be a little inappropriate for a seven year old.

 
At 12:36 PM, Blogger The Barrenness said...

Dear Miss Maddie,

I snuck into the computer room to write you a letter before my Mommy comes back from the bathroom. I just want you to know that, even as a dog, I would LOVE Hello Shitty products! Specifically, I would suggest any Hello Shitty turdlets you could produce!

Since I, and my sister, Moxie, love to eat kitty turdlets when we go to Grandma and Grandpa's (they've got 7 cats!), we thought, "Hey! Let's talk to Maddie!" Since we live in the Shitty, excuse me, the City, we don't see many cat turdlets here. We really miss those nummy treats!

I tell you, we city dogs are an untapped market niche. BRING ON THE HELLO SHITTY CITY TURDLETS!!! Reduce, Reuse, Recycle.

Woof,

Jacqueline Josephine Bone-Apart (aka Jackie Jo)

 
At 4:33 AM, Anonymous REx said...

tHey have shots for your box-missing problem. sure cure. 22 caliber, i believe. yup.

 
At 1:59 PM, Blogger LP Roxon said...

Hey! You're stealing my name. That's the name of my blog.

 

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