The web is filled with promises to cure our every ill. Ills we never thought were ills worm beneath the skin as merchants rub in and rub in.. Not looking your best? bold-fonts. Could it be your boss is looking for someone looks young? How are you feeling about mirrors these days? Awwww. We're sorry -- tick-tock, tick-tock, tick. . . Forgot to ask. Is it true you have scars that make people cringe? Are wrinkles spoiling your chances? Frog spring to mind? How about troll? Don't look, but that is definitely a spot. Such an ugly brown. Lucky for you, our cream/our lotion/our salve/our stick doesn't just cover, it erases every trace. People will think you don't think! Never suffered, never allowed yourself to cry. Whatever. Tired of promises? We deliver! Do the trick, you'll see. Knocked my socks off, writes A.B. Look like a new person, says C.D. Money-back guarantee! Just wrap the bottle/jar/tube with the unused glop and ship it back within thirty days. {Please note that shipping and handling is your responsibility. Also, volatile chemicals contained in the product are forbidden by Homeland Security. May be some time before you hear from us. (Tick tock, tick tock, tick. . .) Remember, you don't need to look like you have lived. 'Smile lines' not what people mean. Click Order before it's too late. Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick. . .
[Just an idea,, but perhaps the pushers should put their clocks where the sun don' shine.].
Forget the alarms, the tocks of clocks, and rock your socks. Big Ben is only as big as you allow him to be and your version, nice pic, is preferable :)!
...you have blown the lid off all of the anti-aging hype...leaving everyone ajar. ...and for this wonderful time bomb you have set off...alarming par excellence... and if I might add...I am anticipating laugh lines here...
LOL...I have a cabinet filled with a hundred varities of "Hope in a jar" and none of them has lived up to their promise of rekindled youthfulness...sigh; but I just read about another potion that will take off unwanted pounds, ten years off of your face and remove all unwanted body hair with just one weekly facial and 3 pills a day..gotta run, don't want to miss the 6 minute special.
Take care,
Sherry
Yes seems to be a lot of promises these days and the more spam we seem to get the more, at least I do anyway, have a tendecnsy to delete that much faster. You would think the advertisers would get the hint wouldn't you.
Ya can't do much about aging. Might be able to change the exterior apprearance, one's still. As. Old. Older than yesterday. :) Do I mind? Nope.
I wasn't expected to live past birth: by the Grace of God, here I am, 48 years later. Grateful for every grey hair, maybe not so much the aches and pains, you hear what I'm saying? But I'm a l i v e. Beats pushing up daisies. LOL Besides: I'm claustrophobic. Don't be puttin' me in no box! LOL Wanna be caught up in the air! :)
An excellent diatribe on today's warped image of "perfection," according to society - you got me going, Hun, and for that, I'm thrilled to read and review. You make one thing (exercising the brains). :) Well done!!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson (Reader)
Reviewed on February 2, 2008
Yes, getting older is a sad part of life, but
it doesn't have to be sad.
Eat right and all that go0d stuff
enjoyed much
Ron
Robin Ouzman Hislop's poetry is certainly in dialogue with some of the key architects of the 'poetics of indeterminacy' – both the Modernist strands represented by the likes of Beckett and Stein, and the postmodernist strands represented, initially,
Robin Ouzman Hislop's poetry is certainly in dialogue with some of the key architects of the 'poetics of indeterminacy' – both the Modernist strands represented by the likes of Beckett and Stein, and the postmodernist strands represented, initially,
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Ya can't do much about aging. Might be able to change the exterior apprearance, one's still. As. Old. Older than yesterday. :) Do I mind? Nope.
I wasn't expected to live past birth: by the Grace of God, here I am, 48 years later. Grateful for every grey hair, maybe not so much the aches and pains, you hear what I'm saying? But I'm a l i v e. Beats pushing up daisies. LOL Besides: I'm claustrophobic. Don't be puttin' me in no box! LOL Wanna be caught up in the air! :)
An excellent diatribe on today's warped image of "perfection," according to society - you got me going, Hun, and for that, I'm thrilled to read and review. You make one thing (exercising the brains). :) Well done!!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
it doesn't have to be sad.
Eat right and all that go0d stuff
enjoyed much
Ron