Sunday, May 4, 2014
Please, just kill me now
If I had died yesterday, I would have been spared this commercial.
Why, god, Why?
As in, "why are these people watching some stupid, brain-dead yak show during breakfast?"
As in, "do the makers of shredded wheat understand the elderly at all? If so, why are they depicting them eating breakfast in the middle of the morning, instead of the break of dawn?" Everyone knows that people this woman's age eat breakfast at 6, lunch at 11 and dinner at 4, and are under the covers by 7, tops.
As in, "who on Earth thought it would be fun and a great idea to inflict upon the viewing audience the concept that this woman wants so badly to engage in sexual activity that she's extra-eager to shove shredded wheat down her gullet?" What is she trying to accomplish here? If her sex drive is about to experience an upturn anyway, why does she need shredded wheat?
And by the way, who the hell is in the audience of this talk show, hooting and hollering at the idea of seniors having sex? Where do they find these people?