The Dutch vodka continues its crackbrained US ad campaign that reads like the scribblings of an unhinged drunk stalker. STOP WRITING ME, YOU CRAZY COOT! I think I speak for all New Yorkers when I say your cryptic kiosk notes freak us the fuck out. OK, I admit it: answering your insane missives by repeatedly wiping my ass with them probably wasn’t a smart psychological move. But…”One thousand words?” Yeah, we get the pictureâ€”you need about 1000 mg of lithium 3x per day. Get off the streetsâ€”New York has excellent social service programs. And stop hanging out with Belvedere.
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