A few days ago I tweeted a headline I saw on a Pretzel Crisps billboard, because I wanted to note that it was funny. Funny I guess, for pretzels to say it, but not really that funny, like, as a joke.
Thin and crispy, like your mother in law.
That was the line.
Which has apparently replaced the “pro-anorexia” ads that the brand was castrated for a few months ago.
My thoughts on whether or not the company was insensitive to use such thin-minded terminology is not what this post is about so I will stop there, but figured a little background info never hurt nobody.
Moving right along, I tweeted that headline a few days ago and now @PretzelCrisps is following me.
The apocalypse is upon us, friends.
I’m going to celebrate our demise with some hummus…and pretzel crisps. (They’re delightful with guac too.)
Or maybe this?
This one is whatever
But c’mon, Saatchi&Saatchi, Paris.
I’m all for jokes that aren’t in best taste, but why couldn’t they use their own national tragedies? It **might** be funny to talk shit about 9-11 with your “bros/hos” who are “too drunk to f*ck” and smack dab in the middle of a Flip Cup Tournament of Champs, but I really don’t think it’ll ever be FUNNY.
Just plain f*cked up if you ask me. Especially the first two.
*on rare occasions, I asterisk my f bombs*
Robert goddamn Luciani FTW.
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