Friday, May 22, 2009

Ugh...

I love cheerios but I will not eat any variety of them (especially multi-grain) until they take that wretched, ugly souled, miserable baboon woman tearing the balls of her cowering sorry-ass husband commercial off the air AND issue a public apology for subjecting us to it.

Yes, I know I can just change the channel- and I do. But you know when you try to do something really fast, you often end up taking longer to do it because you are all flustered? Well couple the fluster with shaking rage, and usually I end up hearing most of her stomach turning tirade before I can get the remote pointed in the right direction. And how long has this commercial been on? My estimate is at least a year...which is ridiculous. You're CHEERIOS, not 1-800-ask-gary. You have money! You have marketers, and advertising guys! Pull their teeth off their own tits and demand a commercial that doesn't summon the very blackness of Hell! I am convinced this commercial is cryptically mentioned in Revelation.. or maybe some horror movie from the 80's- something about a beast with yellow bloodshot eyes and pondscum seaweed hair, and the poor sap who never has a chance that gets eaten by it right at the beginning.

You know.

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