Candy Bar From Mars Aims For Women From Venus
The Snickers bar has a new sibling, and it's a girl.
She's sexual, uninhibited — and only 85 calories. The "Fling" is the first new chocolate bar Mars has introduced in more than 20 years.
Wrapped in a shiny pink and sliver package, this delicate "chocolate finger" is intended for women. The word "finger" is an industry term for a long, slim confection, Mars spokesman Ryan Bowling says, but with ads that invite you to "Pleasure yourself" in pink lettering, consumers might come to other conclusions.
Oh, jesus christ. Eat a Snickers, whitey.
I've been disgustedly ignoring the special promotional rack of Flings at my local drugstore for over a month now. They actually sound really yummy, but I'm goddamned if I'm going to give the assholes who came up with the entire rancid concept one fucking penny of my hard-earned cash.
And, because it demands a completely vitriol-free post of its own, YAY BABYFRAS! YAY ENTIRE SPARKY FAMILY! I can't wait to hear Babyfras's actual excellent name!
Oh, jesus christ. Eat a Snickers, whitey.
We can eat a Fling while logging our diet and exercise info on our cute pink Dellas.
HULK ADA LOVELACE SMASH.
Cashmere, all the best for your mom.
Good God, but Eurovision is so cracktastic.
Is true. I didn't get to see it this year. I loved last year with the Irish turkey ("we're sorry for Riverdance" - hee) and whatever it was the Croatian guys in the hats were trying. Oh and the Spanish rapper attempting Indian dance. Fabulous. Makes you confused to be European.
The Snickers bar has a new sibling, and it's a girl.
Ah. The exciting new trend of gendered marketing continues. (You started this, Coca Cola, you patronising wankers.)
Ah. The exciting new trend of gendered marketing continues. (You started this, Coca Cola, you patronising wankers.)
I will always remember a conversation from the first episode of Northern Exposure that I ever saw -- the one where it's Ruth Ann's birthday, and Ed buys her a plot of land for her grave. But before he decides to buy that for her, he has no idea what to get her.
Chris: What do women want?
Ed: I have no idea. Do you?
Chris: Same thing as men, only in prettier colors.
And thus, the goddamn Della was born.
Welcome, babyfras!
Eeep, Cash!
Solace~ma for N. & sleep~ma for Kat.
We have a snake living in our crawlspace right now, but we haven't been able to see it clearly enough to make an identification. D. thought it was a rattler initially, but it's never rattled, so we're thinking maybe bull snake? If it's not hazardous, we'd like to keep it to keep down the critters. But if it is, it will make life fraught for the plumbers and such, and we probably don't want that. Hmm.
Our buddy suggests that it may particularly like our house because of its passive solar design; plenty of nicely shaded cool spots and nicely warm spots for sunning. We thought the vents were all screened off, but it seems to go through pretty easily.
