One of my co-workers brought this to my attention today.
Comments on ad in Women's Day magazine
That ad is so bad that it could only elicit merriment in the office as we competed to find the funniest responses. The lone unattached male in the office was nonplussed as he listened to the comments from the rest of us and our speculations about the responses from wives/significant others/ourselves if anyone suggested to our faces that there was any merit in the notion.
Indeed it is so bad that I just had to share here too.
I really did hope that it was actually from The Onion, but apparently not...
I would love to know just who approved this ad for placement anywhere.
And where are those men with sandalwood scented balls, anyway?
Comments on ad in Women's Day magazine
That ad is so bad that it could only elicit merriment in the office as we competed to find the funniest responses. The lone unattached male in the office was nonplussed as he listened to the comments from the rest of us and our speculations about the responses from wives/significant others/ourselves if anyone suggested to our faces that there was any merit in the notion.
Indeed it is so bad that I just had to share here too.
I really did hope that it was actually from The Onion, but apparently not...
I would love to know just who approved this ad for placement anywhere.
And where are those men with sandalwood scented balls, anyway?
And you may call it righteousness
When civility survives,
But I've had dinner with the Devil and
I know nice from right.
From Dinner with the Devil, by Big Rude Jake
When civility survives,
But I've had dinner with the Devil and
I know nice from right.
From Dinner with the Devil, by Big Rude Jake