Pitney-Bowes Postage Meter: Ha! Don't we all wish we could murder people sometimes? What on earth did this woman do? Put too many of those darned 4c stamps on a postcard again! Being the woman she is, maybe she put another letter in the post with no stamps at all. Buying this product will save lives.
Tipalet Flavored Cigarettes: There's nothing quite as sexy as a strange man blowing second hand smoke in your eyes. You better run, girl, because that man is blowing cancer all up in your face. Ah, the good ole days, when people could sell you things that slowly kill you, while making them seem oh so sexy.
Unnamed Shoe Ad: We all know exactly where she belongs: Naked, on the floor, watching a shoe. All day long. That'll teach her!
Kenwood Chef: Not only should wives do nothing but cook, but they should also where those cute little chef hats while they do it. More importanly: What the deuce is in this kitchen?? One glass of red wine, two eggs, a glass of water and oranges, an a tall carafe of kool-aid. Nice work, honey!
Mr. Leggs Pants: Because nothing says a nice pair of pants like a woman's head sewn to a tiger skin carpet.
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