Punk Ass: Biker, Zen Stress Monkey
Friday, November 17, 2006
The Two
Two things I really hate have visited me this morning:
A) Jingles. These are just an evil perversion of music written by once proud musicians who have been stripped of they're souls by the corporate machine and turned into musak writing zombies; twisting the easily remembered, sing song nature of simple, nursery rhyme like songs into invasive, virus like melodies that bore into our brain like the tiny worms in Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan that were put in Chekov and Capt. Terrell's ears.
The worst ones are for cheezy local used car dealerships who are evil in their own right and just compound their evilousity by bombarding us with mindless, low budget radio ads backed with insipid jingles. FUCK!!
Maybe the jingles do make you remember their product or whatever; but how I ask you, HOW does it help them sell anything when hearing their jingle just pisses you off and makes you change the station?
2)The other thing: Warm Toilet Seats. These are not evil (well not that I know of anyway) but just give me the major wig. I'm not talking about something like this mind you. I mean one that has been preheated by someone else's bum just moments ago. I just f'ing hate myself when I make the bad call at take the freshly used stall. GAHHHHHHH!!!! Now I need a flipping shower......
Two things I really hate have visited me this morning:
A) Jingles. These are just an evil perversion of music written by once proud musicians who have been stripped of they're souls by the corporate machine and turned into musak writing zombies; twisting the easily remembered, sing song nature of simple, nursery rhyme like songs into invasive, virus like melodies that bore into our brain like the tiny worms in Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan that were put in Chekov and Capt. Terrell's ears.
The worst ones are for cheezy local used car dealerships who are evil in their own right and just compound their evilousity by bombarding us with mindless, low budget radio ads backed with insipid jingles. FUCK!!
Maybe the jingles do make you remember their product or whatever; but how I ask you, HOW does it help them sell anything when hearing their jingle just pisses you off and makes you change the station?
2)The other thing: Warm Toilet Seats. These are not evil (well not that I know of anyway) but just give me the major wig. I'm not talking about something like this mind you. I mean one that has been preheated by someone else's bum just moments ago. I just f'ing hate myself when I make the bad call at take the freshly used stall. GAHHHHHHH!!!! Now I need a flipping shower......
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