Friday, July 09, 2010

Friday Sign of the Apocalypse: Scariest Marketing Ever

We know that line-caught trout is served at fancy restaurants. We know that hand-crafted coffees and hand-dipped ice cream are all the rage.

We draw the line, however, when it comes to advertising who's cooking the fries--at least when they're being sizzled by that sort of professional.

It just doesn't sound sanitary. No, madam. We do not want fries with that.


8 comments:

andygirl said...

maybe they're extra salty? okay, I know. I know I'm going to hell for that one.

Dweller of the Crag said...

Women's minds are FAR dirtier than men's. Great comment.

Martha Brockenbrough said...

And there goes my coffee, right out my nose.

Martha said...

That's not herpes, it's an oil burn.

ChildsPlay said...

It is the world's oldest profession.

thebushreport said...

I actually laughed out loud... "No, madam. We do not want fries with that."

Christian said...

That really conjures forth a variety of unsettling imagery.

Richard Jesse Watson said...

I didn't know making fries was the oldest profession in the world. A friend came to visit and made us spaghetti alla puttanesca. Same idea, I guess. A gal's got to eat. And work.

Just got back from Abilene, Texas where they served me "AAS TAY".