Tuesday, July 29, 2008

I Hate the Ped Egg

I've never been a fan of feet. I think it's due to the fact that a had a couple of ingrown toenails as a kid, which I figured best to take care of myself. I didn't feel that anyone else could touch my feet (they are ticklish) while holding a sharp cutting tool. I did, however, implicitly trust myself, lack of medical degree and all. There was blood, there was pus, but in the end, I did fix the problematic toes, and no one else had to see them.

This is the worst of my problems though, and I'm happy to say that I don't have them anymore. I'm still scarred enough that I don't really like feet, but most of the time I don't have to see them (mine or others).

And that is why the commercial for the PedEgg is the grossest thing, ever.

Has anyone ever really torn up their pantyhose because their feet were that disgusting? I can't watch this commercial. It makes me want to vomit.

Dead body? I'm fine with that. Decomposition? Cool. Shotgun to the face? Peachy. Crusty panties? See 'em everyday! Let me reiterate... This commercial makes me want to vomit. The before and after pictures are horribly dreadful. I can't even tell you how they make my stomach turn. Also, I couldn't find the exact commercial they play on my tv stations, because the before and after photos are even worse than this embedded video shows. They have close ups on people's nasty heels. And how gross is that part when they dump out the filings? Here's a heap of dead skin! *dumps in garbage* Eww.

I've seen these things in stores. You can get them other places than just through that TV offer. Therefore, they should stop airing this commercial. I never asked that feet be invited into my home like this!

The only part of the whole thing I like is when they get the orange peel. If you told me this was just a cooking utensil, I'd be a lot happier.

Thank goodness my feet are pretty (if that's possible). I wouldn't want to have to care for them. The less attention my feet require, the better off the world.

Socks and shoes should always be required. The shirt I don't care about so much.

End Blog.

1 comment:

mom said...

People ask for these all the time at work. I play dumb and ask "what is a pet egg?" and tell them where the pet department is before they can answer.
Luckily no one has shown me their gross feet yet.
I don't understand how one's feet get in such a condition.
And I'm sorry about your ingrown toenails. =(