sex sells

i was watching my housewives today. and i saw a horrible horrible ad. this guy gets bombed with birdshit, then he steps in dog poop. then he enters a lucky draw n wins a new phone. wtf? so the next time shit happens, u noe what to do. enter the fu8kin lucky draw, won't ya. get the stinkin' first prize. or jus stinkin'.

what il-logic.

other ads that proves the age old adage (i just had to say that) that sex sells.. perfume ads. boss, calvin klein, britney's scent.. (sweat? i duno nor care what its called) i admit, the model for boss is a blondhunkyyummy but wtf? who actually buys this shit? hey all u geeks out there, come on, newest technology, just a whiff of thiS will morph u into a greek god with abs! just like that bod on screen! pure pheromone, baby. u buy that? guys? ok nvm. girls? hey, my boyfriend maybe not very cute la, but he use hugo boss okay.. don't play play..

gack.

despicable. the fact that these salacious ads do catch my attention doesn't excuse the bloody industry using soft porn to coerce all us poor gullible buyers.

on the other hand, how nice to work with those delicious male models all the time. maybe i should go into advertising.

hey, i said it's despicable. i never said it doesn't work.

when u can't beat em.. bonk em.

(pardon me. must be desperate housewives putting ideas in my innocent mind. feel free to puke.)

sigh. im watching too much tv. what to do, it's my job, yeah we (ahem) editors can tell people how we just sit around watching the tv all day.. 'the' tv, not tv..

gah. im going to sleep.

ooh ooh ohh. just one last mention. if u watch nip/tuck, lookout for this absolutely gorgeous young guy, son of the blond plastic surgeon.. what a drooler.. heh.

ok i give up.

sweet dreams.

(heh)