I must have sucker written all over my face. He only had to mention meatspin and I was right there fingering Firefox’s search engine. Heed this warning, meatspin is not a step by step analysis of the physics of pizza spinning. It is far more homosexual than that…
The song comes on, “You spin me right round baby, right round…” and then the images. It takes me only a moment to realize I’m looking at the fleshy helicopter of a dude, spinning round and round to the thrusting of a second dude. I honestly could not close the window fast enough.
So, Firefox does this thing where it gives you the option to save your open tabs when you close the browser. In my haste to rid my monitor of the spinning appendage, I save the tab and quit. When I open back up the browser, there it is again: “You spin me right round baby, right round…”
By now, everyone in the office has heard me cuss out the computer. To close, I offer this advice: next time, when your slightly effeminate co-worker describes his up and coming weekend plans to have a Wii party, be sure you calibrate your gaydar.
