Not that I (or, in fact, almost anyone who would be reading this) am old enough to remember Burma Shave's roadside sign campaign that began in 1925, but I am going to revive it.
I'm going to campaign for Barbasol: the broke-mom-of-two-small-
children's choice for shaving comfort.
"If I shave
my legs at all
I shave my legs
with Barbasol.
My leg hair is
so blasted thick
I cannot shave it
with a BiC.
When I need to be
nylons-ready,
I shave my legs
with a machete."
It's gonna be big.
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