Saturday, March 23, 2019

No Kidding

I play a certain word game online.  The price I pay for it is the ten or fifteen second commercial that interrupts the play every ten minutes or so.  Frequently the pitch is for the Audi Q7.  This is wrong on several levels.

The very idea that I would drop sixty grand for an auto is absurd on its face.  Then the clip ends with a distinctively farting sound followed by poot-poot.  You decide.

The redeeming feature is a young woman archer who raises her bow, sights and releases her missile.  Sweet release, she is good.

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