Tuesday, October 30, 2007

Old Gold

It really wasn't so far-fetched, taking cigarette advice from a drunken bassett hound psychiatrist - was it? After all, generations of children had taken a cue from a curiously penile-faced camel, a penguin in a scarf, and a cowboy with lung cancer. Sure, this particular dog only inspired visions of mediocrity, suggestive Rorschach tests, and late nights chugging from a crystal decanter..but it was better than nothing. Treating yourself to a cigarette WAS better than going to a shrink, but mostly because this particular one gave his patients fleas.

1 comment:

Lois said...

Perfect way to sell cigarettes--by reminding everyone of dogs in laboratory tests being forced to inhale cigarette smoke so the resulting cancer can be studied. Make mine menthol, please.