I hate to say, “that’s just not funny.” Even aside from the Feminist Law Profs ownership of that particular intellectual property (and you do not want to tangle with the FLPs), I figure it’s better to respect the dark humor in a situation than to pretend it doesn’t exist. But c’mon now, Psycho Donuts: “A padded cell, a ‘nutcase’ art display”? Straitjackets for the kiddos? “Bipolar” donuts? “Massive Head Trauma” donuts?
How about these new business ideas (free to anyone who can get an SBA loan)?:
- Cripple Chili Dogs, where all the sandwiches are broken in amusing ways.
- Boozehound Smoothies, with drinks like the “Mad Dog”, the “Sterno”, and the “DTs”.
- PTSD Croissants, where video screens play entertaining loops of actual violent crimes and gun battles from Vietnam to Afghanistan over a soundtrack of screeching brakes and IEDs.
Or (my personal favorite):
- The Knocked-Up Teenager Bakery, where a barefoot high school dropout will serve your bread on a wrapper printed to look like GEDs.