Dear Google Ads:
EWWWW.
First you offer me a horse-incinerating device . Now you're trying to sell me Axe body spray for my mannequin? I mean, everyone needs their mannequin bow-chicka-wow-wow fresh, right?
Because that's normal, right?
Seriously, Google, you're creeping me out. Quit it.
First you offer me a horse-incinerating device . Now you're trying to sell me Axe body spray for my mannequin? I mean, everyone needs their mannequin bow-chicka-wow-wow fresh, right?
Because that's normal, right?
Seriously, Google, you're creeping me out. Quit it.
Labels: My Life
posted by Becky at
12:25 PM
2 Comments:
That's just ... weird.
mannequins are creepy. Like, clown creepy. maybe even more than clowns.
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