Well, here we are again, with another round of sexist ads, brought to my attention courtesy of my dear friend Mental Mama, who also has a sick, twisted mind.
These ads rarely surprise me anymore.
This is an ad for slacks, not a gang-bang clip. (Sorry to disappoint.)
Ring around Rosie, or Carol. Even Eleanor. I guess it was okay to treat woman like playthings back then. The use of subtle sexual innuendo seems to be the norm.
Which broomstick will she pick, I wonder? I’ve voting for the guy in the back, he seems to be having a jolly time.
Her mood ring must be faulty, it’s on sex kitten mode.
The day I lay on the floor staring at my mans dress shoe is the day I also start wearing a babushka and answer to the name of Maw.
Which means never.
“Here, darling. I made some fresh…
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