I’ve been traveling quite a bit lately… here are some snaps from the road.
From just outside of Austin:
Really? Really? Major brand gas? Can we wager on just how major the brand of gas you’re hocking here is?
From a Houston supermarket:
When I dine, I demand Bimbo brand foods. Always insist on a Bimbo.
Don’t big corporations have public relations firms on hand to figure out the best way to market their products so jerks like me don’t go to the supermarket and snicker like Beavis and Butthead when they pass a sign advertising food?
From the Newark airport:
Speaking of PR firms… let’s say you’re from a state that has a less-than-steller reputation. You’re known for being mobbed-up, for promoting pay-to-play and being neck-deep in budgetary woes. So what do you do? Here’s what! Put an explanation point! On! Everything!
Problem solved!
Getting on a plane from Houston to Chicago:
Ok. If you’re concerned enough about swine flu to wear some some godawful surgical mask, then maybe you ought not be fucking traveling. And worse, if you have flu symptoms severe enough to be wearing a surgical mask maybe you ought NOT BE FUCKING TRAVELING!
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Rorschach // May 19, 2009 at 2:08 pm |
Talk about a lack of truth in advertising! I came here looking for bimbos, not Mexican baked goods!