Monday, January 05, 2015

On tasting the rainbow

Poor Joel from the Skittles advert. Everything he touches turns to Skttles and for this he deserves our pity.

But the more you think about it, the more you realise the horror of his existence.

Who clothes him? How come his clothes don't turn to Skittles?

How does he go to the toilet? What comes out when he goes to the toilet? If it's Skittles, what do they do to the Skittles?

If he touches people, do they turn to Skittles? Do they bag up and sell those Skittles?

WHY HAVE THEY LET HIM LOOSE IN PUBLIC?

Harsh, but I say we have him killed, even though the bullets may turn to Skittles they moment they hit his body.

Taste the rainbow? Taste Joel's poo and dead people, more like.

5 comments:

The Aunt said...
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Mel said...

How did the poor bastard even get to work? Wouldn't be able to drive, can't hold cash or a bus ticket... WHY ISN'T HE WEARING GLOVES, FOR THE LOVE OF HUMANITY?!

Mr Larrington said...

What in the name of actual fuck are Skittles anyway?

Kaptain_Von said...

Even more importantly, what happens if he decides he needs a swift J.Arthur? I can hear the screaming already.

TRT said...

The toilet Skittles are currently Bill Gate's favourite nibble.