Sitting here, pre-occupied about exams, so I feel the best thing I can do for myself is blog.
I just saw and advert for a chewing gum that squirms erratically, but gives you a little more, I refer, of course, to Wrigleys Extra.
The advert itsef involves a young man, going about his day, but being followed by anthropomorphic versions of the food he has consumed though the day; there are a few normal, expected items; fizzy drink, burger, fries... and
an whole onion.
Uncut, not even skinned, and even beginning to sprout. This mushy, mouldy vegetable suggests that at some point he has been so desparate that he has reached to the back of his fridge, past that coagualted milk, around the reanimated beef (both disregarded for being that bit to alive to eat), to the forest that is a three week old bulb.
But just as he finishes his gourmet meal, he remembers he lives only two doors down from a Mcdonalds and embarks on a mission for a more normal route to nutrition, if the aformentioned fast food outlet can be so called 'nutrition'.
I was thinking mabye his friends might have reminded him of his proximity to a take away, but would you befriend someone with such a ridiculous quirk that they would consume such thing for such little reward, then again, we all have our skeletons in the closet, personally I like to smell washing up powder, the
essence of pure clean
excites my inner neat freak. Does it compare?
No.
But I'm just trying to make him feel better about his social-less situation.
:)
Nothing to loose
Means nothing but gain.
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