I clicked on “Up next: vagina exam” after the singing cooter video ended. We’ve had some anatomy lessons via regretsy, but this one doesn’t have a joke ending.
I may have said this before, but,
THAT’S NOT A VAG! IT’S A VULVA! A VAG IS A TUNNELLLL!
Thanks for letting me get that off my chest.
I noticed this trend of misnaming lady junk when I first heard of “sticking jewels on one’s vagina” and another time “getting her vagina tattooed” and my jaw DROPPED…I clicked the links…”oh. That’s just on her beaver… whatEVER” What a letdown.
It’s become a pet peeve of mine. I also get filled with rage when the abdomen is called a stomach. GRRRRRG!
That’s why, in college, you should always take the Human Sexuality and Culture class. Well, that and the homework assignments… “Find your cervix! Use a partner if you need to.” (Seriously, that was an assignment.)
I remember when this song came out. I was going through one of the worst times of my life, and that *damned* song was everywhere! It’s a miracle I didn’t rip the knob off the radio. It still set my teeth on edge–until today.
Thank you, HK, for giving that simpering piece of musical crap what it deserves.Now when I hear it, I’ll remember this, and laugh. And then change the dial.
A year ago on Regretsy…*sigh*
Oh those halcyon days before everything was steampunk…
Of course this could use a straight-razor, or a steam powered rotating depiliator….
…and in order to look at it I need a pair of protective goggles, so perhaps in a roundabout way, it too could be steampunk.
The bush shouldn’t go all the way around like that.
And that’s what bothers me about this in 2011. In 2010 I was still just amazed at how many different fake vaginas were out there. I mean, I’ve got a REAL one, do I really need a thousand fake ones?
Perhaps i would excuse a male being so misinformed (but just PERHAPS, actually no, probably not), But it just scares me how an OWNER of a vagina doesnt know exactly where it is????????
What? Didn’t any of you learn this in sex-ed? When a woman becomes aroused, her clitoris becomes enlarged and sings “Doot Doo, Doot Doo, Doot Doo, Doot Doo…”
it hurts me so very much that someone would
1. think of this
2. decide it would be cool to make
3. get materials to make it
4. make it
5. decide to sell it
6. take pictures
7. post online, thinking its cool…
I will admit, getting the labia and clitoris to work together in time is a feat of engineering…and they said that accomplishment was only a myth, no sir!
March 12, 2011 at 4:34 pm
This looks like some horrible taxidermy specimen taken from another planet.
I’d run screaming from it’s original owner, I am sure.
March 13, 2011 at 10:36 am
It produces the same emotional reaction in me that I would feel if I took off a woman’s underwear and found a stuffed bobcat staring back at me.
That is a most malevolent cooter.
March 12, 2011 at 4:34 pm
if I bought a bunch of these- I could give them out as awards for good ones when we finish. A vagina plaque is like an invitation back- pass it on!
March 12, 2011 at 4:39 pm
Dammit, now there’s wine all over my keyboard and I peed my pants!
March 12, 2011 at 5:13 pm
Better than peeing on your keyboard and getting wine in your pants, I guess.
March 12, 2011 at 4:41 pm
That is one furry cooter, must be from a sasquatch!
March 12, 2011 at 5:19 pm
I think you meant snatchquatch….
March 13, 2011 at 8:58 am
Oh you are good!
March 12, 2011 at 4:41 pm
That’s the trouble with tribbles. They won’t wax.
March 12, 2011 at 6:23 pm
Wish I could “thumbs up” this more than once.
March 12, 2011 at 7:10 pm
THIS.
March 12, 2011 at 4:43 pm
I clicked on “Up next: vagina exam” after the singing cooter video ended. We’ve had some anatomy lessons via regretsy, but this one doesn’t have a joke ending.
March 14, 2011 at 11:13 am
me too- I expected a joke ending… however, after that, there was a comedy video- happy ending massage- with a joke ending
March 12, 2011 at 4:45 pm
Oh, thank you! There has been a disappointing lack of singing vaginas lately.
March 12, 2011 at 4:47 pm
The singing vagina plaque NEEDS to be in a Gyno office somewhere. The universe demands it.
March 12, 2011 at 7:52 pm
Now we need a View It In A Room.
March 12, 2011 at 4:54 pm
Hey, that vagina’s wearing a Snood!
March 12, 2011 at 4:56 pm
I read this as “vagina plague” which might be used to describe most of Etsy’s offerings.
March 12, 2011 at 5:07 pm
bobby mcferrin has sure let himself go..
March 12, 2011 at 5:09 pm
..and his gums look horrible.
March 12, 2011 at 5:11 pm
No amount of vajazzling could ever make that look fuckable.
March 12, 2011 at 5:12 pm
Somebody must like their mounted muffs, because the shop still sells them.
March 12, 2011 at 5:13 pm
I really, desperately want to comment on this. But the singing cooter has mesmerized me to the point of incoherency.
March 12, 2011 at 10:01 pm
I actually came back a few hours later just to watch it a couple more times. I think it would sell like hotcakes! Totally hypnotic…
March 12, 2011 at 5:14 pm
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March 12, 2011 at 5:28 pm
I’m waiting for that thing to come out of my screen and attack me.
March 12, 2011 at 5:31 pm
I can’t tell if I’m more horrified or amused.
Then again, it’s Regretsy, so there’s no reason I can’t be both!
March 12, 2011 at 5:34 pm
Just went to her store; it’s like porn for wookies.
March 12, 2011 at 7:36 pm
Yes, and they just get hairier and hairier as you scroll down!
March 12, 2011 at 5:40 pm
Why are none of the vaginas in the shop any shade of pink? Is this porn for wookie vampires??
March 12, 2011 at 6:34 pm
I know! ALL those different bushes, but no different skin colours?
March 12, 2011 at 7:39 pm
It seems that most of the other skin tones have been accounted for, just not pink. I say we start something up about it. Who’s with me?
Plus, shouldn’t someone be starting up a rant about there being no shaved cooters about now?
March 12, 2011 at 8:27 pm
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March 12, 2011 at 5:52 pm
Would really like to meet the inspiration behind this work of ahhh…art. Although i will double check and make sure i’m current on my vaccines.
March 12, 2011 at 6:00 pm
It wouldn’t have been half as terrifying without the pulsating clitoris, just sayin’…
March 12, 2011 at 6:09 pm
Terrifying? That was my favorite part!
I mean this one, in particular, keeping the beat. Not that there’s anything wrong with them in general.
March 12, 2011 at 6:37 pm
Yep, it was! This has totally revitalized that song for me. “boop doopie boop doopie boop doopie boop…”
March 12, 2011 at 10:33 pm
It adds, shall we say, a whole other dimension to the performance?
March 12, 2011 at 6:07 pm
I haven’t see a lot of vaginas in my time, but I pray none of them really look like that.
March 12, 2011 at 6:20 pm
I haven’t seen many either, but I’m pretty sure this one isn’t representative.
March 13, 2011 at 6:22 am
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March 12, 2011 at 6:19 pm
Oh dear god.
March 12, 2011 at 6:22 pm
According to the descriptions, these plaques are also dandy gifts for feminists. Nothing says empowerment like wall-mounted genitalia.
March 12, 2011 at 8:35 pm
The statement I get from it is more along the lines of, “Homicidal maniac, coochie mounted on wall, get out now!”
March 12, 2011 at 6:34 pm
Oh. So this wasn’t all a bad dream.
March 12, 2011 at 6:35 pm
I kept visualizing Audrey II saying “Feed Me Seymour!” *shudder* a very ugly Audrey II.
March 13, 2011 at 2:11 am
Little Shop of Horrors : the Porn version?
I’d buy it!
March 13, 2011 at 10:21 am
Little Shop of Whorers?
March 13, 2011 at 11:41 am
Little Shop of Hoo-Hoos.
March 12, 2011 at 6:39 pm
This seems to be an early attempt by a wannabe hipster at mounting on barn wood. (Winces at the word “mounting”)
March 12, 2011 at 6:41 pm
It’s like fucking a goose down pillow. Or should that be “black swan” down?
Cripes.
March 12, 2011 at 6:48 pm
I may have said this before, but,
THAT’S NOT A VAG! IT’S A VULVA! A VAG IS A TUNNELLLL!
Thanks for letting me get that off my chest.
I noticed this trend of misnaming lady junk when I first heard of “sticking jewels on one’s vagina” and another time “getting her vagina tattooed” and my jaw DROPPED…I clicked the links…”oh. That’s just on her beaver… whatEVER” What a letdown.
It’s become a pet peeve of mine. I also get filled with rage when the abdomen is called a stomach. GRRRRRG!
March 12, 2011 at 10:31 pm
I am almost 30 and I did not know that. Seriously. I am vaginatarded.
March 12, 2011 at 10:37 pm
Don’t get your labia in a twist over it, peanut. There’s a whole world of (even more) gross errors on Etsy to huff about.
March 13, 2011 at 10:24 am
At me to the “twisted labia” team. Guys don’t call their ball-sacks cocks after all…
We don’t have enough good names for our bits as it is, no need in mislabeling.
Also, I want a “Team Twisted Labia” shirt.
March 13, 2011 at 10:53 am
That’s why, in college, you should always take the Human Sexuality and Culture class. Well, that and the homework assignments… “Find your cervix! Use a partner if you need to.” (Seriously, that was an assignment.)
March 12, 2011 at 7:03 pm
I remember when this song came out. I was going through one of the worst times of my life, and that *damned* song was everywhere! It’s a miracle I didn’t rip the knob off the radio. It still set my teeth on edge–until today.
Thank you, HK, for giving that simpering piece of musical crap what it deserves.Now when I hear it, I’ll remember this, and laugh. And then change the dial.
March 12, 2011 at 7:08 pm
(insert punny singing fish/singing vagina joke here)
That said, God DAYUM that is some seriously luxuriant pubic hair. Aveda?
March 12, 2011 at 7:19 pm
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March 12, 2011 at 7:43 pm
Abominable No-Man’s Land works.
March 12, 2011 at 10:18 pm
Ted Nugent would call it Snatch Plaque Fever.
March 13, 2011 at 8:18 am
Yeah…but he’s mounted a whole lot of strange things in his time. He’s also done some taxidermy, too.
March 13, 2011 at 10:54 am
Ba dum bum!
March 12, 2011 at 7:20 pm
(That wasn’t supposed to be a reply. I really need a drink)
March 13, 2011 at 7:06 pm
Well, you know how much a regular supply of protein strengthens hair….
March 12, 2011 at 7:26 pm
Put a panty on that bad girl!
March 12, 2011 at 8:09 pm
A year ago on Regretsy…*sigh*
Oh those halcyon days before everything was steampunk…
Of course this could use a straight-razor, or a steam powered rotating depiliator….
…and in order to look at it I need a pair of protective goggles, so perhaps in a roundabout way, it too could be steampunk.
March 12, 2011 at 8:20 pm
Here’s a companion piece: singing Fleshlights.
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-6765011300031929909#
March 13, 2011 at 6:32 am
And then, naturally, I had to search “Fleshlight.”
O.O
March 12, 2011 at 9:04 pm
That pulsing, singing vagaz freaks me right the f- out. I love this page…
March 12, 2011 at 9:35 pm
…I don’t appreciate you posting pages from my day planner…
March 12, 2011 at 11:26 pm
On a semi-related note, my waitress the other night was wearing glingers. I shit you not.
March 13, 2011 at 12:11 am
I could make the furry vag plates into light switches.
March 13, 2011 at 9:45 am
Lol that would be awesome, hey they got Jesus switch plates why not a vag?
March 13, 2011 at 1:04 am
The bush shouldn’t go all the way around like that.
And that’s what bothers me about this in 2011. In 2010 I was still just amazed at how many different fake vaginas were out there. I mean, I’ve got a REAL one, do I really need a thousand fake ones?
March 13, 2011 at 2:20 am
That thing still scares the hell out of me.
March 13, 2011 at 3:18 am
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March 13, 2011 at 4:42 am
WHEN are people going to learn that it is not a vagina but a VULVA????!!!!!!!!
The vagina is the actual orifice
Ya flaps and what have you are not the Vagina! its a VULVAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
March 13, 2011 at 4:45 am
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March 13, 2011 at 6:23 am
…I’m pretty sure at the “whoooo-oooh” part was an orgasm. Also, the throbbing clit was a nice touch.
March 13, 2011 at 6:34 am
Don’t worry, be flappy.
March 13, 2011 at 8:40 am
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March 13, 2011 at 10:25 am
Now I have “Give me back that Filet-o-Fish!” stuck in my head.
March 13, 2011 at 10:41 am
*sign* I was just reminiscing about the old days… was it just a year ago that I thought a vagina plaque was unique?
March 13, 2011 at 11:22 am
And I used scream, ‘SHUT YOUR FLAPS!!!’ every time I heard this song. Irony, eh?
March 13, 2011 at 11:50 am
Why do I find the fact that it is singing in a male voice the funniest part of all?
March 13, 2011 at 2:47 pm
If only I could get the matching “Penis Singing ‘Kokomo’” plaque, my dining room would be complete.
March 13, 2011 at 5:41 pm
Looks like something that should have flies buzzing around it . . .
March 13, 2011 at 6:46 pm
I’ll never eat lasagna again
March 13, 2011 at 6:53 pm
What? Didn’t any of you learn this in sex-ed? When a woman becomes aroused, her clitoris becomes enlarged and sings “Doot Doo, Doot Doo, Doot Doo, Doot Doo…”
March 13, 2011 at 9:39 pm
You’d think that having 1 sale for an entire year would give the seller a hint…
March 14, 2011 at 7:05 am
“Nothing says “thank you for being a friend” like a mounted vagina.”
Straight from the sellers profile. I have a feeling they have no friends.
March 15, 2011 at 12:05 am
I usually thank someone for being there with flowers, or gift card to a shop they like.
Have I been doing it wrong all these years? Nobody’s said they’d really rather have a cooter on a plaque, but maybe they’re just being polite.
March 15, 2011 at 1:32 am
Now I have visions of it mounted in the kitchen of the “Golden Girls” set…
March 19, 2011 at 2:45 pm
it hurts me so very much that someone would
1. think of this
2. decide it would be cool to make
3. get materials to make it
4. make it
5. decide to sell it
6. take pictures
7. post online, thinking its cool…
March 25, 2011 at 10:08 pm
Wow… I am not drunk enough for that.
March 26, 2011 at 8:25 am
I will admit, getting the labia and clitoris to work together in time is a feat of engineering…and they said that accomplishment was only a myth, no sir!
March 12, 2012 at 5:07 am
That video is the greatest thing I have ever seen in my life. I’d kill for Helen Killer’s wit.