I saw this commercial on Sunday at my friend's house. It was the best thing I have seen since, well, since that Mr. Microphone commercial. A man pulls up to the light in his red sports car. He MUST be successful to drive such an enormous cock car. There's a lip-glossed hot babe waiting for the light to change so she can scurry along to her job at the local massage parlour. Mr. Suave pulls out what looks like a cigarette, but it's not. It's a white plastic tube. He takes a long drag off of it. Looking at her the whole time. The girl on the corner gives him her best come-hither eyes. Hey, but you know what? It's a pretend cigarette. When you inhale, you get a little bit of nicotine, but no stinky smoke. I guess the message is, if you drive a sports car, and you can longer smoke, best to get some ridiculous looking drinking straws that only slightly resemble the real thing. Or alternatively why not just wear a really awful toupee. The message is the same. Now who said American television is crap? Oh, I kid. Rachael ______________________________________________________ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list please mail "sinister@majordomo.net". To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to "majordomo@majordomo.net". For list archives and searching, list rules, FAQ, poor jokes etc, see http://www.majordomo.net/sinister +---+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" +---+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+