If I see another Quilted Northern toilet paper commercial all the synaptic pathways in my brain will mimic a toaster being dropped into a bath tub. Ok...the cartoon bears were cute...sort of...but did any of you think, like I did: "This is offensive.they're using Yogi and Boo Boo's GI issues to hawk TP because of that old sarcastic adage, "Does a bear shit in the woods?" Somebody tell me I'm wrong. I can just see the ad-schmucks in that meeting. Then they took it a step further. The little dude had little chunks of TP all over his bear butt. OK...too much.
But...Mein Gott und Nuestra Senora, Maria, Madre de Dios or OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! These new ones /http://www.quiltednorthern.com/, just in case. They have all these horrendously icky women that are like 50s housewives/feminist activists/attendees of empowerment seminars...the kind where the real point is it's society's fault that men don't worship us and being hideous and shrill and emasculating are actually our positive qualities. (sorry, complex stereotype). And...all these creatures are speaking in 1960s militantesque making manifesto-like proclamations that they're going to "get real about what really happens in the bathroom." And, apparently, what happens in the REAL bathroom...Can I bring myself to actually say it? Again...apparently, if they do not have the canvas like strength and ermine like softness of Quilted Northern, they smear themselves with fecal matter. I guess they just can't help it. If it isn't Quilted Northern, poo goes everywhere. Really? No, Really? Did the really have to go there? They must be stopped, please help with any and all suggestions. Western Civilization awaits your support and sacrifice. Thank you