Saturday, August 20, 2005

Speaking of Hiner ...

Here's Nike's new "My Butt is BIG" ad. (Hat tip: Intellectuelle)

This is what it says:

“My butt is big and round like the letter C and ten thousand lunges have made it rounder but not smaller and that’s just fine. It’s a space heater for my side of the bed. It’s my ambassador to those who walk behind me. It’s a border collie that herds skinny women away from the best deals at clothing sales. My butt is big and that’s just fine and those who might scorn it are invited to kiss it. Just do it.”


If my hiner butt is my ambassador to those who walk behind me, should I refer to it as "Sir," or probably "Madame"?

If I try to imagine a butt that talks to people, you know, like an ambassador would, the only sounds I can imagine coming out of it are of a rather crude nature.

My butt is my ambassador. That has to be one of the silliest lines of advertising I've ever read. Which means it'll probably be wildly successful.

From now on, I'm referring to my butt as "Madame Hiner, the Esteemed Ambassador."

Not really. But I bet it made you giggle!

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