You plant a tree to have something to leave behind, like a monkey in a bathtub. This #SponsoredAd was brought to you by April in The Ozarks.
I’d have more respect for The Chamber of Commerce if they sold red, rubber noses, because at least they’d be honest about being a clown show. They recently gloated about bringing in a national fitness chain, despite this small town already having TWO locally owned gyms.
In high school, I was on the rodeo team. But I wasn’t good enough to start, so I rode the bench.
This #ad is #sponsored by The Piano Movers Association of America, and NOT by Absolut Vodka, because they won’t return my calls or respond to my demands to be paid for services rendered.
When Republicans talk about American FREEDOM, I’m sure they’re including our dependance on advertising to tell us which pharmaceutical products we’d love to enslave ourselves to, and how we can become healthier by first making ourselves sicker.
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Why am I offering Open Heart Surgery operations for ONLY $19.95? Simple: Because my heart has so much love to give. Also there’s the fact that I’ve never done one before, and so there’s a good chance I may forget to put your heart back in before I close up your chest.
There’s a fine line between advertising and dank meme marketing, and Nike just found itself on the wrong side, promoting a shill in a fake-woke campaign, while Truthers have remixed that ad to skewer globalists in a merciless and most humorous manner.