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Universalis
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En pocas palabras
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Signposts in a Strange Land
Ben Hatke
Daniel Mitsui
Dappled Things
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Gene Luen Yang
Wiseblood Books
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Hysterical, thanks.
As your doctor I prescribe a walk through a Louisiana swamp.
Nothing a Robin Thicke video can’t cure, and much more cheaply.
Perhaps, but rather less morally, I fear. While I shudder at the thought of a chemical cantilever, I recoil at the notion of rejoicing over the breasts of a woman not my wife as some kind of aid to intimacy with said wife.
Maybe a smart-alecky programmer at Pandora is commenting on your taste in music.
This was actually supposed to be the joke of the post: that fans of Telemann were likely to need Viagra – either because they were superannuated or, in my case, because a taste for that sort of music indicated a lack of virility. Hence the Tele-unmanned tag. But the comment on Facebook – “When you throw a rock into a pack of dogs and one dog yelps, that’s the dog that got hit” – obliterated my feeble gag with its raw force.
I should note that the other ad I encounter most frequently is for Fiber One snack bars.
Fiber is the key to a healthy prostate, so you’re covered … I guess that’s your point.
Bright eyes, indeed.
Which composer has ads for Trojans? Wagner maybe?
Die Zauberflote
Have you tried Pandora’s “songs to stimulate blood flow” channel?
That might open up a box of troubles.
I thought the joke was that the waify looking thing on the album cover is pointing her wand (!) at the ad as if instructing us to “Tell a Man!” – with a follow up found in the fact that Telemann, the Dickens of music, was as well known for his prodigious “offspring” as Bach for his.
JOB