Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Betty Rubble helping you be you

I wonder why Betty was the only person on the Flinstones who had eyelashes..
I mean she always had it over Wilma anyway but you would think there would have been some dissention in the ranks with the leading lady not sporting such appeal wouldn’t you?
Eyelashes always seem kind of important to females.
Don’t get me wrong I’m quite fond of mine, what with all the dust they keep out of my eyes and all..however I’ve never considered the notion of improving on them, though I’ve never considered improving on my pubic hair either and yet merkins sell by the bucket load apparently.
Perhaps I’m just not the target market for these body hair enlargement type products.

I imagine increasing their size would have a correlating relationship with their weight
thus ensuring I wouldn’t need any more assistance in order to sit in a dark corner of a club, look down my nose (heavy eyelids) at the soul next to me and mumble something about cigarettes hoping he or she will take pity and hand me one without fully understanding what I said...
Perhaps this is why the funniest heads to see in severe states of intoxication are indeed the individuals who have gone to great lengths to ensure a certain level of appearance is maintained throughout the evening...
The extra eyelash weight coupled with a few select substances results in pure entertainment. Spending that much time on superficial appearance only to go out and utterly destroy oneself would seem to be a rather pointless exercise all round wouldn’t it?
But then such levels of preparation are unnecessary when you never actually sober up aren’t they?

Betty Rubble was a pioneer through and through.
Pushing pointless superficial improvements since the stone age….she’s like a prehistoric Tony Robbins.

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