The shit I find out there...

You probably think that I really don't have a job, and just poke around the intenettubes all frickin day, right? Well that is half right. I have a job that involves a lot of wait time, and I have a work computer and my PC on the desk. So you all get the win that I find!

Here is an advertisement campaign that attempts to make toilet cleaners a little more glamorous!









Wasn't that grand? Or should I have said sompteueux? Next up is a wonderful parody of the Ladybird "Easy Reading" Book of the Policeman, a twisted adaptation from a series of kids books about 'People at Work'.
















Comments

  1. The rubber glove on his lip, YUCK!

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  2. I did kind of wonder about the time you have on your hands!

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  3. I knew you were an astronaut.

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  4. If a dude like that came with the toilet cleaner, I'd buy a case of it. For reals, yo (I'm so street).

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  5. That last toilet cleaning ad is quite disturbing. The woman looks like she could be the guy's mother!

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  6. It makes me more willing to scrub a toilet! I'll buy. LOL.

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  7. The toilet cleaner ad is hilarious.

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  8. Ok, the toilet cleaner ads are good, but I LOVE the twisted police story. This is my kind of thing! It's how I like to interpret the world around me... and it is why I probably should never consider writing for kids as a serious profession, and why we always let our kids pick out their OWN books when we go to Borders too.

    Thank you!!

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  9. Yeah, but is the naked Frenchman gonna help clean the damn bathroom or just stand there looking all comehithery? If he's just gonna stand there while I do all the cleaning I'm going to be very tempted to shove that toilet brush where the sun don't shine.

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  10. I have been laughing so hard at the policemen's book - I need a copy of my own I think.

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