Minty Fresh Breath

You talk about a minty breath, my dear.   Ah yes, the commercials are starting to instigate themselves into our private
lives.  Not a hair out of place (or on the body where it might offend the sense of smooth).  But what if I told you I love
onions and garlic?   Lots of onions and garlic.  Mountains of them.  And as far as I know I never came within an inch
of werewolves and vampires... so it must be working. 

But tell me, do you ever just get pissed off?  I mean really pissed off at the commercials.  I do, and I hope we can agree
on that too.  Not that I watch a whole lot of TV, but you just can't help but think "why the fuck doesn't someone write to
these insane advertisers?"  I mean, just how stupid do they think we consumers are?  Really!

Brooke Shields for lash lengthening/darkening?  Does anyone remember her?  Unless she got a dreaded disease where she
lost her eyebrows, hair and eyelashes... it's plain ridiculous.  Look at her in all her dark, long-lashed beauty.

http://images.google.com/images?q=brooke+shield+pretty+baby&oe=utf-8&rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&client=firefox-a&um=1&ie=UTF-8&ei=m_lhS6XuLIyYsgPozL20Dg&sa=X&oi=image_result_group&ct=title&resnum=1&ved=0CBQQsAQwAA

Do you really think she needs & uses Latisse?

And how about all those young beauties they use for *cellular regeneration/repair*.  Come on now, my dog was smarter. Way smarter.
These pretties wouldn't know a wrinkle until they looked in my mirror.  You don't mind a few wrinkles, do you?  Laugh lines, actually.

But I digress darling, we were talking about fresh minty breath.  I think that tastes like truth.  And you?