There is an ad showing on TV about premature ejaculation.
It's got the man and the woman and the guy has the problem and the "bedroom police" make him go to the company.
All I can think of whenever I see that ad is "how the hell did those guys get into his house".
Then again another ad involving two guys playing the piano with their penises (you didn't see anything) was "if I go to these people will I get a prehensile penis?". Honestly, how the hell can you play part of a song that is made up of joined quavers.
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