This is SATIRE which basically means I can get away with anything. However, good satire does two things-
1. It contains a grain of truth.
2. It will piss off SOMEBODY.
Sometimes things just come to me.
"Unsatisfied with the doctor’s diagnosis, Hunter demanded that he be upgraded to type one Diabetes."
What do you do with stuff like that? It’s not that you can keep it to yourself like chest pain.
So I try to come up with a context that allows for non-sequiturs and what I end up with is … well spew. Hopefully funny spew.
Then again, sometimes I write whole bits and call them spew.
More Bad Ads...
THIS ONE IS FROM MOTHER'S DAY.
FIRST OF ALL- IT'S GOOD TO SEE 70'S PORN STARS ARE STILL GETTING WORK. SHOW BIZ CAN BE SO CRUEL. HOWEVER, ANYONE WHO WOULD SEND THIS MAN INTO THEIR MOTHER'S HOUSE IS A NORMAN BATES WANNABE. AND PROBABLY SHOULD HAVE STUCK WITH A CARD AND CANDY.
(Also, they really should cut down on the hallucinogens at the ad agency.)