That Ain't Right...

A shout-out to the fashion faux pas and unseemly snafus plaguing our world today!

Saturday, October 08, 2011

Full Moon in Franklin

There was a full moon in Franklin this afternoon, underneath the kiddie play area at Gentry's Farm.  This granola mama and her hippie husband must be so in touch with the earth that she feels completely in her element, being one with nature and letting it all hang out.  

Mind you, I spotted this woman before she ever crouched down, when her hippie backpack caused her shirt to hike up, exposing her entire lower back, and I thought, how does this lady not feel that her shirt is pulled up?, and then she goes and squats down, and not only is her back exposed, but her backside...

Yep, that's my darling little boy next to the perpetrator, blissfully unaware of the wardrobe malfunction crouching next to him.  Lady, this is a family establishment.  Undergarments and belts are your friends.  Now folks, that just ain't right.  

Sunday, June 27, 2010

Sign spotting

Whilst ordering food from a local burger joint today, I noticed the menu.  You astute observers might know where I was, and what my next question was to the man taking my order...

Is there a reason you call the combos, "cambos?"  Perhaps it's a kitchy nickname long preserved in the burger joint's reputation, I postured.  The man shifted uncomfortably and then laughed, answering finally that it was an error with the sign printer.  I couldn't suppress my giggles, as I wondered to myself how in the world the "Cambo" sign was deemed acceptable.

At another fine establishment, the management has gone a step further than the usual "no shirt, no shoes, no service."  They also will not serve you if you lose a bunch of weight and haven't had a chance to buy new clothes yet.

Saturday, May 08, 2010

the Silver Fox

I realize that some handsomely graying men are often given the nickname, the Silver Fox. I present to you a different kind of silver fox, spotted at the Carrie Underwood concert in Pensacola on Wednesday night. One who is pushing 60, but stuck in the 80s with her too-tight, can-see-her-butt-crack-silver-stretchy pants. Now folks, all I'm sayin is that ain't right.

Friday, October 23, 2009

Designer Impostors

I bet you thought I'd fallen off the face of the blogosphere. In truth, it's been so long since I blogged that I actually forgot where I needed to go to add a post! But this TAR sighting was one I felt I needed to share.

I was driving along one of Dallas's busiest roads this week when I realized that the truck in front of me had a peculiar brand name...

In a town where the impostors are so good they are barely discernible from the real-deal (see: Louis Vuitton handbags, Tasti D-lite, female breasts), I wondered if perhaps this "Dodeg" truck was just another in a long line of look-a-likes. The alternative explanation - that the vehicle came off the assembly line with this misspelling - seems unlikely, given that we all know how well Chrysler has been managed in recent years.

We may never know if this truck was an authentic Dodge vehicle or not, but we can surely agree that driving around town with a jumbled mess of a car name just ain't right.


Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Butts and Busts

Thank you, highway 98, and all your That-Ain't-Right glory! It's been a long time, but just because we don't post that often, doesn't mean there ain't stuff all around us at any given time that just ain't right. Here are the latest beauties for you to behold. Both were taken near the Redneck Riviera; Panama City, FL!

This is a gas station called Mr. Cheap Butts (you can't make this stuff up!) that among gas, and other amenities, one can buy... cheap beer and cigarettes!

Someone had a dream... a dream to build and name a store after their favorite civil rights activist, and that dream came true. On the corner of Hwy 98, and MLK blvd in Panama City, you will find this, the MLK Food Mart, complete with Dr. Martin Luther King Junior's picture painted on the sign. Dr. King would be proud to know his face is plastered on the storefront in this shady area of town.

Sunday, November 09, 2008

Just in time for Christmas...

This is awesome and I don't know why no one's thought of it before. From the catalog:

Never curl up on the couch alone again, with this comforting arm that wraps around you as if to say, "I'm sorry work was rotten today," or "No, you pick what we watch tonight," all the stuff you'd never hear from a real boyfriend. Polyester filled with comfortable, snuggly foam. Imported. 26" x 27" Sorry, no rush delivery or giftbag available.

Tuesday, September 09, 2008

Shocking TAR moment

Aptly titled because, well, who ever thought we'd ever see another blog post on here, and also apropos for its content.  

God Bless the state of Kentucky!  Where would we (that ain't right) be without you?  I mean, who could forget the Kentucky Waterfall or the nipple tweaker?

But don't take my word for it.  See for yourself our latest example:  the swanky Express Inn located in Princeton, KY.  I am betting they came up with the name for this motel based on the speedy building process, and hasty electrical installation.  You the visitor will also want to make your stay as brief as possible, so the name fits.  For the bargain price of $45 a night for your king-sized bedroom, you too can get electrocuted in the shower!