I'm told that the above card is based on a picture of Rachel Kramer Bussel shot by Stacie Joy. Ms. Bussel had this to say: "If I'm gonna be the poster girl for sluts, I want credit, damnit!" Well, there you go. Congratulations!
The Sigmund Freud Shirt: The perfect shirt for people who "totally relate" to Freudian theories of psychoanalysis. Also a great gift for that guy who won't stop talking about his fetishes. Men's and women's Sigmund Freud tees available only at the PostRejects store.
As you know, last week's PostRejects were severely delayed as a result of the PostSecret guy catching me rummaging through his garbage and chasing me off with a broom. Well, I figured that by this past Sunday it would all have blown over, so I went back. The scavenging was going okay, no real juicy cards, until I ran across this one:
That is just too much. Come on, everybody knows that garbage is PUBLIC PROPERTY. Once you throw something away, anybody can come along, pick it up, and put it on their website. I mean, I'm not going to go into the "legalese" of it, but I'm pretty sure that this threat is a violation of my first and possibly third amendment rights.
No need to go to court, though, because my story has a happy ending. See, the PostSecret guy's garbage man is a buddy of mine from college, so I took him out and we got hammered. At some point in the night he agreed to dump the PostSecret trash off at my house every week. Score! So, without further ado, this week's PostRejects:
This one reminds me of one of my friend-blogs, The Daily Lifeku. They write angry haikus about people who are idiots. I hate idiots too!
So, I live down the street from this guy who has a website where people send in their deepest, darkest secrets on postcards and he puts them online. When he started it, I told him it was a stupid idea, and that only boring losers would go to his site- but now he seems to be doing pretty well for himself.
I've noticed that every Saturday night after he posts the secrets on his site, he leaves all of the rejected ones in a trash bag on the curb. Every week, I swipe a handful of surplus secrets to put on my own site: PostRejects. Hopefully I will make some money out of this!!!