I’ve spoken about these guys before, but this is the best.
Executive summary: Company comes up with cheeky ad which is generally loved, but which (of course) offends a few (literally) people, so they have to take it down.
Here’s the offending (not offensive) ad:
Here’s their response post-takedown:
And here’s their latest:
Perfect, as advertised. If I were in the market for some backyard fake grass, I wouldn’t consider anyone other than Great Grass.
Here we go:
…or to be more specific, earworms — almost every single tune in this compendium.
According to this observation, I’m a True Brit:
You arrive hours before your flight ‘to be on the safe side’ then enjoy a full English breakfast and a pint (no matter what time it is): Fifteen signs you’re a true Brit flying off on holiday
Guilty as charged. I do that because it lessens the pain I feel when my holiday in Britishland has come to an end. (The only downside is that neither Heathrow nor Gatwick serve Wadworth 6X in any of their pubs.)
Among the others:
I really need to travel again.
“The fastest way to get American shooters to buy something is to tell them they shouldn’t be allowed to do so.”
And yet, the fools in government persist in trying to ban our guns…
Brought to you by the makers of:
And in other sickening news:
...to make sure their investment is still bearing fruit, no doubt.
...the perfect response would have ChatGPT write the libel brief.
...keyword: South Africa. Also:
...because Australia, of course.
...man deserves an Oscar, not to mention danger pay.
...git ‘er done, guys.
...just another “hold our beer” moment.
…
...ordinary ol’ crabs not good enough.
...and about time. Also: whack that fucking Soros prosecutor while you’re about it.
...oh, be my guest inside that link.
In the INSIGNIFICA:
And in the Paige Three Department:
Yeah, I know, I know: some Spanish guy won the tournament. Damn furriners come to our country, win our golf tournaments, steal our blond Murkin wimmens…
Well done, amigo. On all counts.
And so much for the news.