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REDIRECT ALERT! (Scroll down past this mess if you're trying to read an archived post. Thanks. No, really, thanks.) Due to my inability to control my temper and complacently accept continued silliness with not-quite-as-reliable-as-it-ought-to-be Blogger/Blogspot, your beloved Possumblog will now waddle across the Information Dirt Road and park its prehensile tail at http://possumblog.mu.nu. This site will remain in place as a backup in case Munuvia gets hit by a bus or something, but I don't think they have as much trouble with this as some places do. ::cough::blogspot::cough:: So click here and adjust your links. I apologize for the inconvenience, but it's one of those things. Friday, May 31, 2002
Inexpicable Marketing Tie-ins
Well, I was on the way in this morning, listening to the new radio commercial for Denny's Grand Slam Breakfast Special. For some reason (which is explained in much marketingspeak in the link above, but which I refuse to try to parse) Kermit the Frog and Miss Piggy are discussing meal plans. Piggy wants French q-zine, Kermit wants value, so he suggests the GSB which is only $2.99 for a limited time. Miss Piggy nearly slobbers all over the radio when Kermie starts extolling the virtues of eggs and hotcakes, then the announcer comes on and mentions the fact that the breakfast also comes with a choice of either sausage or bacon. Miss Piggy wants three complete breakfasts, then says something about eating French again, and Kermits says "I don't do French. I'm a frog." Kermit, you moron, you're having breakfast with a nymphomanical, cannabalistic pig! I'm surprised she didn't ask for Chianti and fava beans! I mean, yeah, frogs without legs is a bad thing, but good grief, at least they can get little wheelchairs! And anyway, there's more to French food than frog legs--there's French fries, and French toast--but a Grand Slam Breakfast absolutely DEMANDS the other white meat! You've got much bigger issues here, bub. And another thing, just what is Denny's trying to push here? Next thing you know, there's going to be "long pig" on the menu!
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