Cellulite… my ass
I check my email semi-obsessively when I’m online. Each time I’ve sent a message, a screen pops up telling me my mail was sent to such-and-such address and there’s an advert on the side that comes up fairly regularly that I can’t help but look at since I’m on dial-up at home and have to wait for the image to load until it’ll forward on to my next command. See below…
Now, come on. Seriously. Do advertisers really expect us to be so dumb as to believe that the three hot asses in this photo are as shapely as they are due to some miracle cream?! Give us some freaking credit! You can even see in that miniscule photo how they are airbrushed!
I’d like to write a letter of protest that we the consumers are not that naive.
And besides, who are those models? With an ass like that, I could definitely take over the world. Why are they posing for photos when they could accomplish so much more?!
If I had an ass like that, I’d be flashing it to anyone with any sort of power to get whatever I wanted.
“Hi. I know you’re closed but my computer mouse is out of batteries and I have a huge proposal that I have to finish by tomorrow so I just have to jet in there really quick and pick up a AAA lithium battery. Have pity. Please?”
“Sorry Ma’am. You’ll have to come back tomorrow.”
“But you don’t understand. I walked here and I have only 35 minutes left to do this so could you please just let me in?”
“Sorry.”
Then I’d flash them my hot ass. Open Sesame!!
