Ain’t That a Kick in the Cunt Greeting Card

Ain’t That a Kick in the Cunt Greeting Card - Slacker’s Tantrum Taunt

$9.90

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Size : 4″×6″

4″×6″ 4″×6″
5″×7″ 5″×7″
5.83″×8.27″ 5.83″×8.27″

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Description

Send a snarky slap with this QR code greeting card from Ain’t That a Kick in the Cunt—the perfect jab for lazy workers who’d rather nap than notch a win! Scan it to unleash a tantrum video song where every workday’s a slapstick fiasco—coffee spills scorching tits, a neighbor’s dick flashing like a rude office memo, and trash trips smashing your gash, all fueled by a profanity-packed earworm. The chorus roars a wild “kick-kick-kick in the cunt,” while a retro “Wop-bop-a-loo-bop, Wop-bam-bunt” spins a mosh-pit meltdown beat. It’s absurd, crass, and made for office slackers who curse the grind—productivity’s a punchline! Made in the USA, this card ships fast to turn your message into a troll-tastic work-avoidance anthem—send it and snicker!

Material: 14.77 oz/yd² (350 g/m²) paperboard
Sizes: Small: 4″ × 6″ (101 × 152 mm)
Medium: 5″ × 7″ (127 × 178 mm)
Large: 5.83″ × 8.27″ (148 × 210 mm)
Product weight: Small: 0.39 oz (11 g)
Medium: 0.6 oz (17 g)
Large: 0.85 oz (24 g)
Comes with a complimentary envelope

Shipping Information

Orders are prepared for shipping within 1-3 business days. Once shipped, standard ground delivery typically takes 2-5 business days. Most orders arrive within 8 business days from the purchase date.

Proudly designed, printed, & shipped in the USA 🇺🇸 for US/Canada/Mexico orders

Proudly designed, printed, & shipped in the EU 🇪🇺 for EU orders

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QR song demo video

Scan the QR code and showcase a tantrum video song where every day’s a slapstick shitshow—coffee spills on tits, neighbor flashes dick, and trash trips smash your gash. The chorus, a stuttering “kick-kick-kick in the cunt,” screams pure chaos, while “Wop-bop-a-loo-bop, Wop-bam-bunt” throws in a retro curveball. It’s a profanity-fueled earworm for anyone who’s ever cursed waking up, set to a beat that’s half mosh pit, half meltdown. Absurd, addictive, and proudly crass!