Wednesday, July 15, 2015

Boob Juice Jewelry is a Scam

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I guess the company that makes the breast milk jewelry for sentimental moms is not producing the jewelry, just taking the money. It costs a lot too. The company turned out to be one woman who piddles around taking two years to fill one order. She got bogged down with more orders than she ever figured on and now, can't catch up. So, hey, there's a money making nitch to fill if you can figure out how the fuck to make milk into beads. Personally, I have no fucking clue why anyone would want to do this, but, they do.

6 comments:

Dan Zinski said...

Mailing people a white plastic bead that you fraudulently claim is made of their breast milk really should not be that hard, this person must be stupid as motherfuck.

Dirty Disher said...

But, but, that's cheating!

Dirty Disher said...

You know what? I think I would mix it with epoxy and pour it in a bead mold. Then you could carefully drill a hole or attach a top to hang it from. Cripes, you could make the shitty things by the dozens!

Anonymous said...

Or, just carve out a little piece of stinky white cheese, let it harden, and then polish it down into a pearl shape. Voila! "breastmilk" jewelry. They didn't say WHOSE breastmilk, did they?
Christina

Dirty Disher said...

Cripes, it is sort of gross, isn't it? I really wouldn't want to handle it.

Anonymous said...

The article brought me Jezebel and said nothing about the boob pearls but did mention the queen and her decision to have no more corgis or mixes. Sad, but even the queen has this problem. Like me.
I hadn't thought of such a unique business deal but you could fake anything. The lactators are for sure just asking to be taken advantage of. I wouldn't feel bad about doing it either. Just give them any old thing back. You can make diamonds out of cremains. I have a little thing of a tiny bit of Patches ashes that I can wear as a necklace if I want to. I know it is her. I watch all go in the oven and come. I stay there because I don't want any funny business.

I wouldn't donate a loved ones body to science which seems noble but is gross. People go into the rooms at UCLA donation room and lop off a hand or hip or whatever and use them as demos in lectures to professionals in new medical devices. Or may take the whole body and put them on a body farm for the bugs to eat which is good for forensics but too creepy for my loved ones. Nope. They don't tell you that when you donate yourself, and a widow was horrified what happened to her altruistic husband. I would be too.