I have little radios playing in my ears.
There was a commercial for a restaurant that specializes in 'hand-breaded tenderloins.'
Huh? I really really want to go there, order a tenderloin, take a bite, jump up spitting it out and choking and trying to drink water and accusing loudly "THAT MUDDERPLUCKIN' TENDERLOIN WAS BREADED BY A MACHINE! I JUST KNOW IT. I CAN TELL HAND-BREADING WHEN I TASTE IT AND THAT AIN'T HAND-BREADING."
I mean. Really.
Last edited by infinite monkey; 09-02-2011 at 02:12 PM.
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