Anyone Remember the Homeboy Shopping Network?

http://www.cafepress.com/coletrainbodega

This is the same thing, only with women's underwear. The thong is
stupid and hilarious at the same time, and the spaghetti top is
manufactured by American Apparel - and that just makes me smile.

There is stuff for guys too. Boxers, golf shirts, and my favourite -
the BabyGirl! Stein. In the Upper Midwest, my nickname is Babygirl
because whenever I got wasted in public I would shout that at any
attractive girl passing by with hilarious results.

One night I was out with some fraternity alumni in Minneapolis after a
leadership conference. We were all young and ready to party. We had
connections to all the hot clubs, and as the night ended and we were
heading to our car to go elsewhere - I saw a hot blonde carrying a dude
on her back. I thought I was hallucinating!

I shout, "Ay, Baby GIRRL!"

She shouts back, "Hey baby!"

"Why are you carrying that dude on your back!"

She shouts again, "Come on over, it's your turn!"

Now this caught me off guard. I had just moved to Minneapolis from
Indiana - a place where the stress of working from the road, a horrible
boss, a nutty girlfriend, and a pallet of pizza rolls and frozen
cookies sitting in my apartment for six months had taken its toll on my
powerful figure. I had enough game to get cute girls, but this cute
girl wanted me to climb on her damned back. If I was sober, I would
have said hell no, I don't want to end up in jail.

So as I drunkenly climb on her back, I just waited for her to collapse
under my weight. She never did. Then I got scared, because I wasn't
expecting to be in the air longer than three seconds, and now she is
WALKING AND TALKING WITH ME. So, after I calm down, it turns out that
the guy she was carrying before was just a friend, but she thought I
was really cool. I told her I thought she was really strong. Those
Swedes man.

Everything is going as well as could be expected until a girl that was
with her screams. I turn around to see my five frat brothers
surrounding the girl's friend. I ask them what the hell is going on,
and one replies that the friend tried to pick my back pocket! I
immediately thought set up, but that seemed silly since I was still on
her back and she is confused too. Turns out the friend really wanted
my new ride not die chick (get it) to hook up with the guy that got
dumped literally and figuratively moments earlier. Too bad.

Well, that episode ruined the moment, and I kissed my girl's cheek and
took off - forgetting to get her number. Oh well. That whole
experience, and others that came later that night got me the nick
"BabyGirl!" Isn't that a great story for a stein!