Showing posts with label James Patterson writes shitty books. Show all posts
Showing posts with label James Patterson writes shitty books. Show all posts

Monday, June 7, 2021

Some Burning Questions About The Rite Choice Realty Billboard in Union, NJ



1) What the shit?

2) Is that woman being interrogated? Why does she look uncomfortable?

3) Why is it half white/half white? Are they emulating the old Scarface poster?

4) Is this a mafia-run business? Is that the don's daughter?

5) It was kind of disrespectful to leave "OUTFRONT" under the woman, yes?

6) Was this media buy really the "rite" choice?

Thursday, June 20, 2013

Friday, October 5, 2012

A Couple of Ponderables


 This sign at a Panera Bread baffled me and ruined my meal.


"Built on our fresh baked bread every morning?" What was built on the fresh bread?
Does it say "Fresh baked bread, built on our every morning?" Or does it say "Built on our fresh bread, baked every morning?"

MOTHERFUCK WHAT IS THIS



This was a less puzzling headline on a free tote bag I got from a bookstore, advertising a book I'm pretty sure I'm never going to read. Sorry, S.J.



"Memories define us. So what if you lost yours every time you went to sleep?"
You could either read that second sentence as if it's posing a frightening possibility or as if you don't give a shit if you lost your memories every time you went to sleep.

"So what? Quit your bellyaching."

Thursday, October 25, 2007

Who Farted? Special Soon-To-Be Cancelled Show With Confusing Title Edition


Okay, let's get down to business. Lots to see here. Finally, a "Who Farted?" with some actual setting, instead of seamless colored backgrounds. Look at that awesome Golden Gate Bridge, and better yet, look at that huge yellowy cloud of ass that was dropped right on the Bay! So let's go left to right here:


Poor man's Alfre Woodard obviously did NOT fart. Her sense of disgust and outrage is almost all up in your face. Dial it down, woman, I'm just asking!


Watered down Leah Remini (look it up) brings nothing to the table. A casual viewer would suggest that she's in the back because she's hiding something. Stupid amateur!


So either someone simply photoshopped Kirsten Dunst's head onto the real actress here, or they're wearing an officially-licensed Spider-Man 3 mask available at Halloween Blowout at your local strip mall. I don't think she farted. Although I do imagine Kirsten Dunst's farts to smell pretty rank.


This was an easy one. Front and center. Not only does she look guilty, she has her ass shooting through the crime tape! The posterior version of the smoking gun. Literally. Nice badge placement too, lady.

Overall Who Farted Factor: 8 out of 10. It's a wonderful composition, with just a few points off for obviousness.