Showing posts with label so sad. Show all posts
Showing posts with label so sad. Show all posts

Saturday, December 17, 2011

Tricksies.

Dial Soap, you can't fool me. I'm on to you. You think you're being so sly, but I know you've reduced the size of your soap, cheating me out of a substantial chunk of your antibacterial goodness, yet charging the same damn price.

I mean, who's with me? Who remembers when Dial used to be a thick, heavy, manly, perfectly rectangle chunk of soap that you could put in the toe of a sock and beat the shit out of someone with?






And now it's just this lightweight little pussy of a shape-with-no-name and a great gouge taken out of it, saving Henkel Consumer Corporation money and causing me great anguish. Behold.




You thought I wouldn't notice. But I'm on to you. Scammers.

Fuck you, Dial.

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Also: Oh boy. Only 11 people think I'm funny. So sad.