Whoa, I stand corrected. I just felt my fancy tickle. I would bathe by candlelight in this stuff if not for the cold factor, so I have to be careful not to buy it very often or the likes of my thighs might find themselves expanding to the outer limits. The main struggle, however, is that my kids love it too. I bought a 1/2 gallon a few days ago and after helping himself to some of Cory's birthday pie Drew asked for an additional serving of ice cream. I said, "No, you just had pie. Too many sweets isn't good for you." What I really meant was, "No, because you leave for school tomorrow at precisely 8:30 am at which point the Dreyer's, a spoon and I have some bonding to do." I know I'm a hypocrite, but at least I'm not alone. Who sends a stronger mixed message, me or Marlboro?
Oops. How did this get in here? Hi Carter. I love you, and not just because you're practically the only heterosexual male on HGTV and can whip out crown molding in an afternoon but because you're just...so...pretty.
Here's another picture that's not entirely relevant that I took in the Bahamas last week. For some reason it reminded me of Dooce.
And what do you think is weirder, hypocrisy from Marlboro in ENGLISH or mixed messages from Camel in GERMAN?
I don't know what it is about German but it just seems like an angry language to me. As I read that message on the cigarettes I don't even see the camel, I just envision a stocky woman with a braid wound too tightly around her head yelling at me while spit flings everywhere. I bet that's why they picked a Camel for the packaging and not a German lady.
What's my point again?