You know when that innocuous object in your hand upon closer observation becomes a very, very icky thing? Happens quite a bit to me, but I try to close my eyes and eat it anyway; three second rule is ALWAYS applicable with candy. But yesterday, when I was out of reading material for the loo I found an issue of Wired mag and this ad for Belvedere vodka.
Now I'm sure this has already been covered by the feminist blogs, but I gotta have my two cents about this.
Now I'm sure this has already been covered by the feminist blogs, but I gotta have my two cents about this.
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