It’s a burden being right all the time.
As soon as Dannon starting running their stoopid “Now with Bifidus Regularis!” commercials, I smelled a rat. Then I proceeded to do what I often do when faced with obviously hyped-up claims that a product will restore the nation’s digestive systems back to normal after binging on cold pizza for days – I blogged about it.
Now Dannon’s being sued for false advertising! After skipping with glee around the house on my tiny, doll-sized feet chanting “Die, Dannon, die!” whilst pumping my fist into the air for emphasis, I collapsed onto my couch exhausted, just in time to see the fibromyalgia lady make her umpteenth, uninvited appearance in my living room.
She’s my next target and I will bring her down. Mark my words.