one minute, i'm executing my daily routine of the early-morning-myspace-check. next minute, i'm plucking leeches off of an enormous blonde with blood-shot eyes. why? was the promise of a free ringtone just more than i could pass up? i don't know what is happening to the world that such an advertisement strategy is so successful. all i know is that i'm frightened...so very frightened that i am now one of the statistics that compels the creation of flash games inviting you to pluck the nosehairs from an oversized head and "outdance" an alien.
brain tumor. if i wasn't sure before, i'm sure now.
1 comment:
shaving the french girls armpits for a free ringtone is equally disturbing I would say.
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