For The Ladies

I don't like to make people uncomfortable. But sometimes I have to. What's that saying? "With mediocre, obscure blogging comes great responsibility," or something. Anyway...

Colored tampons.

Yeah, I said it.

And what, in the name of all that is colorful, is up with them?

Either the genius who thought them up is grossly misinformed as to the nature and use of the tampon, or I am.

Do you suppose there was an entire population of females who were not buying tampons because they were white? Maybe one of them was overheard saying something like,

"Yeah, you know, I'd buy tampons, but they're just so dull. I want something that matches my colorful personality."

Or maybe there's a higher class of woman out there I don't know about who simply must coordinate her tampons with her outfit. Or her purse. Or her garbage can.

Whatever the case, there is one thing of which I am certain:

If you were hoping that colored tampons would turn your period into a party, forget it.

Despite their misleading fun-colored exterior, they make rather disappointing party poppers.