It is no secret that I love coupons. I am a rookie extreme couponer. I don’t have 90 cans of peas in my pantry, but I could supply deodorant for an entire NFL team. I just bought three 12 packs of Bounty paper towels and a bottle of Tylenol for $6.30. Bam! Do you know what I love even more than scoring a high value coupon? The advertisements that are included in the Sunday inserts. They bring me so much joy. Please allow me to explain why.
The model is saying “Ta-dah! For $19.99 you can look like you are 50 years older, too.” Put these on and you won’t need to show ID to get a senior citizen discount at McDonald’s.
Have you been searching for the perfect knick knack to sit on the shelf beside your collection of Precious Moments figurines? The hunt is over. Who doesn’t want a talking monkey in a pink dress? You’re welcome.
Cancel that appointment with the gynecologist. This is better than birth control. Have your man throw on a pair of these elastic waist pants and problem solved.
These shoes say “I would rather be comfortable than look attractive.” Her online dating profile includes “Must be willing to massage my bunions.”
Money can’t buy you class, but it can get you a ceramic elephant.