Letter To The Edditar
Dear Trojan,
When I heard accordion, my attention turned from my computer to your commercial. Classy.
However, what I was then witness to was a mime putting a condom on an invisible penis.
Somehow, I resisted the reflex to vomit at this unholiest of imagery. I was even mid-sandwich.
Over the years you've run a gamut of tasteless ads, but I accept it, because tastelessness rarely affects me negatively, and your product is quite practical.
But if I ever think about mime dicks again because of you, I will kill every single one of your employees.
When I heard accordion, my attention turned from my computer to your commercial. Classy.
However, what I was then witness to was a mime putting a condom on an invisible penis.
Somehow, I resisted the reflex to vomit at this unholiest of imagery. I was even mid-sandwich.
Over the years you've run a gamut of tasteless ads, but I accept it, because tastelessness rarely affects me negatively, and your product is quite practical.
But if I ever think about mime dicks again because of you, I will kill every single one of your employees.