Aaaargh !
That insidious bloody telly ad...you know the one ?
With thousands of people toeing a painted line on the playground of their lives, looking bewildered and confused in an amateurly dramatic 'Joey-from-Friends' kind of way...
Then they cross the line with a skip and a hop (like in 'Close Encounters of the Third Kind') straight into the slavering maws of Finance Products Ad Land, leading to an instant and inexplicable smoothing of the furrowed brow (where Botox and yoga have failed) and becoming the most amiable and liberated of peeps...
Well actually...
Yes, I bloody well do want to beat the crap out of the system to within an inch of it's sorry self-serving, self-satisfied life...
Then I'd like to crush it like a flea 'twixt my thumbnails...
But first I have to find it ...
Have you seen it scurrying about anywhere near you ?
Who do they think they are ?
