Saturday, September 25, 2010

Day XVlll

Evil Advs

     We also had Kool, and Salem spots, which were about rich peeps. Where guys, and tanned babes in teeny weeny bikinis, were having fun on a beach in a tropical paradise. In the background yachts swayed, and bobbed, gliding along in a cool tropical breeze. They were having a swell time, and the message was that to be cool, you had to smoke Salem or Kool.

     There was the Winston’s taste good like a cigarette should, and we all wanted to know what a real smoke tasted like. Those advs were a real a big success for them, because academia made such a big stink over syntax. As far as it was concerned, it was supposed to be:

      “Taste good as a cigarette should.”

     What a lot of bull shit, uh? Concern for proper English and none for our health. Except for the mentholated, they all taste the same. Man, they killed us...literally! Perhaps, someday history will record the deaths of our pals in the “Nicotine Plague,” and how those poor dumb souls, died so mindlessly happy, as they killed themselves in a poisonous euphoria.

     They hypnotized us kids with their fantasies, leading us into a fatal path. We wanted so bad to be like those cats, man, cool like them in their Salem, Kool, and other tobacco fantasies. They were in glamorous scenes with hot babes. Who doesn’t want that? They were so cool on boats, horses, and planes, looking like a million bucks. Who doesn't want that? We just wanted so bad to be like them, so we bought into their evil, fatal, bull shit.

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