I was perusing the Cincinnati Enquirer last Sunday. I usually snuggle in with coffee, set the paper on the couch beside me and start sorting into sections that I either read or ignore. Of those that I read, I sort into my level of interest. I read the ones that are least interesting first and save the best for last. (I do this same thing with Lucky Charms cereal, ending up with lots of marshmallows floating in pastel milk by the end of breakfast. Yummers.)
The ad inserts are always a favorite of mine. I don't know if it's because I think I might find good coupons (which can later be found balled up in the bottom of most of my purses), or because I work in advertising, or because these ads have lots more colorful pictures than the other parts of the paper.
I usually skip the toy store ads since I don't have any lucky kids to buy for this year. This Sunday I found myself leafing through an insert and I was suddenly in toyland. Normally I'd gasp and grab the next insert, but this one pulled me in. No, I wasn't intrigued by the great bargains they offered...I was cracking up. I doubt that anyone without a warped mind such as mine would have felt the same way, but I had to do things to this ad.......bad things.
I hope that you enjoy this page as much as I did. I have to recognize that none of these toys involve electricity and all have a definite 'classic' message coming through...but I couldn't help poking fun when I saw the photos (and pricetags) at the store which shall remain nameless... :-)
1 comment:
What did you put in your coffee? :)
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