Deets After Dark

Apr 03 2009 ∞
whereabout: What kills me most about bad candy advertisments is that candy advertising doesn’t even have to exist. It’s candy. It sells itself. Here’s proof: I have yet to see an advertisment for marshmellow Peeps but every Easter Monday I find myself buying enough so that I can go home, melt them down, fill my bathtub, soak in it, and then eat all the sugary goo off my body. No advertising firm tells me to do this, it’s just natural human instinct. Damn straight. The same thing applies to Jucy Lucy’s (obvs). Any business that enables covering your forearms in molten cheese & beef grease that you can then lick off with a beer chaser has no need for bus wraps.

whereabout:

What kills me most about bad candy advertisments is that candy advertising doesn’t even have to exist. It’s candy. It sells itself.

Here’s proof: I have yet to see an advertisment for marshmellow Peeps but every Easter Monday I find myself buying enough so that I can go home, melt them down, fill my bathtub, soak in it, and then eat all the sugary goo off my body.

No advertising firm tells me to do this, it’s just natural human instinct.

Damn straight. The same thing applies to Jucy Lucy’s (obvs). Any business that enables covering your forearms in molten cheese & beef grease that you can then lick off with a beer chaser has no need for bus wraps.

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