Dear Television Advertising,
Why was John Lydon trying to sell me butter last night? I mean, I'm not one to get all "OMG SELLOUT!", because whatever, but ... butter? What? My flabber is officially gasted, here, people. o_O
Also, what the shit is this? Are you serious?
Now I'm boggled and despairing for humanity. Thanks a lot, douchebags.
Going back to her NaNovel,
Melle