You know the one, where the little boy runs to his Ma’ and says he’s going for a poo at Pauls. It’s a fucking crap advert (no pun intended there – it’s a plain crap advert) But then I thought to myself, what’s the advert really advertising: Glade’s air freshening products – or Paul?
So I thought I’d drop them a mail and find out…
Glade,
I saw your Glade UK television advert earlier and from what I understand Paul’s bathroom is the place to be if I need to go for a poo. Now I don’t mean to kick up a stink about this but have you looked at the telephone directory lately – there’s millions of Pauls and his potentially pleasant bathroom. I could use a process of elimination by calling each and every Paul and ask him if he is the Paul the little boy is referring to in the advert, but I don’t think I can squeeze my butt cheeks together for much longer. The prairie dog is popping its head over the fence right now and I predict Mr Brown will soon be making its full appearance.
Please email me asap with Paul’s full name and address.
I constipate until your reply
Del
PS If Paul is a personal friend of Glade, you might care to consider warning him in advance I am on my way. Literally.
