My B-side

Commercials...to be continued

Wooing the consumer…it’s an ever-growing enterprise. Even entertaining in small portions. But there aren’t too many Daryn-Mr.Tate masterpieces satisfying the seven o’clock Sunday spots. So here’s my take on your-favorite-sitcom-interrupters. Today’s Commy (no association with those crazy Russians) Award...

Most Fowl: The Lysol Disinfectant. A mother sends her 2 little darlings on their way clad with brown paper bags and backpacks. She scans the debris looking for the best way to clean up her muddle. How crazy can you get with PBandJ but apparently she couldn’t keep it on the bread. So she grabs a Scotchbrite and starts scrubbing away…it magically turns into a raw chicken leg. How she doesn’t notice this I DO NOT KNOW. And she doesn’t stop with the post-lunch making mess, no no. She gives the refrigerator, counter tops, and cabinets the official mom scrub down…all with salmonella’s haven of a tool. Any way…they got the point across. But I didn’t eat chicken for a week…poultry, it’s always the scapegoat I’m surprised the likes of Tyson foods aren’t laying the smack down.

We now take this moment to hear a word from our sponsors…

posted by Melissa at 17:56