Not that everything's perfect now, but holy freaking crap! Let's just draw a woman's hot body, decapitate her, and add on the product we're selling where her head used to be (in this case, Hostess Sno-Balls), and continue our sexist ad in the writing below, because the picture doesn't quite say enough! (I'm suddenly having a craving for a well-stacked, cream-filled leggy Sno-Ball!
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Stripper, 44, Charges Age Discrimination
Exotic dancer Stripper Kimberlee Ouwroulis filed a complaint against a Gentleman's Club strip joint in Toronto because she claims she was let go due to her age. She started stripping at 40 after a nasty divorce, was doing well monetarily, and had regular customers. But one day, her boss said, "Your time is up here."
This woman is doing nothing for mankind's theory about women drivers. Let's just say I'm glad I wasn't at this convenience store when she was "driving away." In her defense, maybe she thought it was Opposite Day?
I wonder if the physiology info in this 1963 Arrid ad still holds water. Basically, it says that women have two kinds of perspiration, one from physical exertion, and the other from, well, horniness. (The kind Arrid takes care of.) It seems to me they were just banking on the shame of women who didn't want anyone to see that their sexuality was showing.
What's the opposite of subliminal advertising? In-your-face "our product is like a penis that this pretty lady really likes" advertising. Never heard of it?
