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Infomercial trouble
My 6-year-old son was flipping channels the other morning looking for his shows and he got snagged by an infomercial about these "amazing" knives. He was absolutely glued to the charisma of the presenter and was sold to the idea that no other knives in the world could do what these knives could.
"Wow! That knife is so flexible!"
"Can our knives cut tomatoes too?"
"Look at that 'Flavor Injector'! You can put flavor just where you want! Do we have one of those?"
"Yes son, it's called a 'baster'."
"That knife can cut bread slices so thin that your unwanted guests will want to leave! Ha ha ha!"
And on and on and on through the whole show, and for an hour afterward. I just hope he never flips across an infomercial for Viagra.
"Wow! That knife is so flexible!"
"Can our knives cut tomatoes too?"
"Look at that 'Flavor Injector'! You can put flavor just where you want! Do we have one of those?"
"Yes son, it's called a 'baster'."
"That knife can cut bread slices so thin that your unwanted guests will want to leave! Ha ha ha!"
And on and on and on through the whole show, and for an hour afterward. I just hope he never flips across an infomercial for Viagra.
posted by garth bruner at 5:38 PM
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