So the other night I took a break from my regularly scheduled self-mutilation to knock out a bit of Christmas shopping online. You know you’re in a great country when you can buy gifts for people and masturbate in the exact same chair. Anyway, I was cruising a popular retail website when I saw this:

That, shitheads, is an electric football table. I say it that way because if I hadn’t caught the alleged ass-end of its existence in the early 80s, I’m not sure I’d be able to distinguish it as anything other than a little metal football field (kinda like a scale model of the old Meadowlands turf in the 80s, but just as hard). But check it, the field vibrates! So not only can you play a simulated game of football on it, but then when you’re done, your girlfriend can use it to get herself off. Everyone knows you aren’t getting the job done.

But yeah, I guess the classics are coming back yet again, so if your dad is looking for a new way to neglect his wife or if you’re thumbs get too blistered from playing Madden, this might be a decent gift option. Just don’t expect any player in the game to run any better than Shaun Alexander does in real life.