We’ve got another big box of endangered-species condoms to give away, courtesy of the Center for Biological Diversity.
So how do you get your mitts on one of these snazzy collector’s items? It’s easy: Just sign up to be our friend on Facebook or register to follow us on Twitter. Then drop us an e-mail at jnintzel@tucsonweekly.com with your mailing address, and we’ll get your prize on the way—maybe even in time for the weekend!
The lawyers tell us you must be over 18 to participate. Offer good while supplies last!
P.S. If you’ve already signed up for both of those, you can sign up to follow nintzel at Twitter.
UPDATE: Thanks to overwhelming response, we’ve given away all the condoms! The contest is now closed.
This article appears in May 6-12, 2010.
Looking for something to write about? How about the seventeen pools that the City of Tucson will not open in their efforts to cut spending. Now to me, it seems stupid, yes stupid…the mean word. Take an area like Rita Ranch/Vail, where Kids are all ready bored stiff for the 7 weeks they are out of school and engaged in ART Projects all over the area walls, add the number of Police officers needed to keep the little monsters from tagging, the burden the School will inherit trying to intervene and the cost to the neighborhood to clean up the increased tagging and soon one discovers it might have been cheaper to just throw the little rug rats in the pool.
Wick Communications’ Tucson Weekly Senior Writer Jim Nintzel attempts a Jimmy Boegle infomercial…
Red Star, we’re just trying to ensure that when people come together with social media, they do it safely.
But of course, Jim Nintzel! Bad on Red Star for assuming that Old Pueblo lurid local tv news sweeps month (it’s May!) would spill over to The Tucson Weekly.
Perhaps best to turn it over to Luuuuuuuuuuuupita Muuuuuuuuuuuurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrillo and that manipulative mentality.
Meanwhile, over at KOLD-TV, the local airports just aren’t safe! Those darn terrorists! Here they come…
Just as long as proper safe disposal is practiced! None of this “when the rubber hits the road” business, ehhhhh?
The wildlife puns on those wrappers are, to say the least, quite amusing.