Apparently It Really Can Sell Anything
I’m still not ready to post regularly again, but yesterday I came across something in the paper I just had to share with you. The photo below was on the back page of the Chronicle business section yesterday.
I showed it to Mama Dog much as I’m showing it to you, with the paper folded so the ad copy couldn’t be read. I said, “See this picture of a fellow with his face buried in a young lady’s cleavage?” “Uh-huh,” said Mama Dog. “Can you guess what it’s advertising?” “Uh…Viagra?” she ventured. Good guess, but no.
The answer, if you dare, is here.
I showed it to Mama Dog much as I’m showing it to you, with the paper folded so the ad copy couldn’t be read. I said, “See this picture of a fellow with his face buried in a young lady’s cleavage?” “Uh-huh,” said Mama Dog. “Can you guess what it’s advertising?” “Uh…Viagra?” she ventured. Good guess, but no.
The answer, if you dare, is here.
posted by PapaDogDuvalier | 11:53 AM
1 Comments:
Choking back guffaws in cubicle! Funny the second time, too!
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