Hey there, Vagisil-
I neither need nor want your products, but when I saw your brilliant and (one can only assume) award-winning commercial the other day I made a few observations I would like to share:
* Using images of a blowfish and a porcupine to represent "itch" whilst you discuss "itch"- well, you go ahead and give Barry McDouchenbach in the writing department a big fat bonus. This guy is a genius. And that OTHER subtle thing he did- you know, the skunk and the lobster that, lo and behold, represented "stink"? Not since "Earnest Goes to Camp" have I seen such gorgeous imagery and subtle nuances. Beautiful, I tell you- just beautiful.
* And you know the part, at the end, where the women are smiling as if they had just discovered fat-free potato chips that don't cause anal seepage?
No one, and I mean NO. ONE. is that happy about their pooner- no matter how itch and stink free it may be. Those women look like you slipped them some acid and put them in a field of flowers with frolicking puppies, unicorns and teddy bears.
I find your commercial to be both hilarious and insulting. You have demeaned blowfish for the last time, I tell you.
And HOW did you know my pet name for my...you know?
Lady Lobsterskunk is not amused.
Oh, and my favorite Google search thus far that landed some poor unsuspecting & gaseous person squarely in my blog:
"tied up farting"
hey there- Mr. or Ms. Farter- welcome! It seems you are, at long last, home.
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