It’s strange to hear a little girl (one with a speech impediment no less) say “all the hot babes” to her tv grandfather.
Don’t worry. I am single, but wasn’t planning to give those hateful dummies my money.
The ad gets a lot of attention. Which is why I assume Folger’s continues to run it each holiday season.
…except when it’s a creepy, creepy mask.
I wouldn’t even try it on. Beyond the rubber smell, something about this mask freaked me out. Maybe the way it reminded me of this classic movie scene.
Oddly enough, I spotted the mask in a store in rather elegant Sonoma Square.
These are honest to goodness sublet listings.
A sixth floor walk-up that comes complete with an ancient television and someone else’s grubby mattress. All for $2200 per month. It looks like it could be a set for an off-Broadway play about a sad sack, drunk, down-on-his-luck artist.