So I was hefting a liter at the bocal lar…shocking, dear friends, I know…
The five flat screens perched perilously above blurted visual ephemera whilst AC/DC rocked the juke. When flat out of nowhere, I saw it there plainly on the screen:
CALL NOW FOR YOUR FREE CATHETER!
Yes, dear friends, it said FREE CATHETER. So many questions raced through my mind…
“You mean I’m not going to pay a dime, a penny or even a nickel to poke a GIANT needle up my tiny peehole with minimal training and virtually no instruction?”
No, fine sir, it’s free and easy to use.
“So I can just shove that sick ramrod unceremoniously right up into my vulnerable cockles and wiz?”
That’s what they’re there for.