The following are actual advertisements from the 1930's. And while their ridiculousness is apparent and a little too easy to make fun off, the real joy will be stumbling along someone's else's blog in 70 years to find them making fun of the retarded Swiffer commercials. Though, I don't think we have to wait that long...
Cobwebs up in your who-ha? No wonder you're going to be using an industrial strength cleanser to douche. Can you imagine if no one wised up to what cleaning "down there" with Alkyl(C12-16)dimethylbenzylammonium chloride would do to the lady parts? I can imagine what the commercials for Lysol would look like today. A shot of raw chicken juices spilt on the counter, black mildew in the shower grout line and a cobweb infested va jay-jay. Hey, since you're already spaying your trash can to disinfect, go ahead and perform little spray action in your crotch to brake thru the web of indifference.
Well, since it rhymed, it isn't really like calling her a whore.
"No Ill Effects?" "Easy to Swallow" No thanks. Ew, Seriously.
Virginia Slims has been right all along; we have come a long way, baby!
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what exactly is "now and then" care?
"Sure, it may stink NOW, but I'll just roll the windows down until my weekly bath. I'll take care of it THEN."
... and until THEN, her husband will go bang "everyone's pal." NOW.
Now, don't be so apprehensive about those tape worms. They may be just the ticket to help you break through that plateau.
Assuming he is a "good husband" how friggin sick is he getting a mouthful of Lysol flavored vag-milk every night? That stuff burns your ton.... I mean I heard that stuff can burn your tongue!
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