While The Onion celebrated its 25th birthday yesterday, this brought up memories of a hilarious infomercial my ex-roommate and I watched a couple times on late-night TV; yeah, we should’ve been sleeping or studying.
This fraudulent product was called anushka. Allegedly it reduced cellulite on women’s legs by wrapping wet bandages over the affected area. News flash. Your body shrivels up a tad when soaked in water: Pruney fingers and shrinkage.
However, the production quality was terrible, the acting cheesy and the science awful. The 800 number shown on the screen meant they were asking for trouble.
I recall making the first call. Mine was lame. I think I asked if I could get the number of the cute woman swallowing the seaweed pills.
Paul was a comic genius with his turn. He asked if it would work on his beer gut. Even the operator was giggling.
Well played Paul. Well played. Maybe Paul can send a well-written inquiry to prank the Austin-based number here through a text message.
I did alright today. His oldest son TJ complained about the Geometry teacher (on FaceBook of course). Said the instructor was the worst ever. I asked if the teacher is really the worst ever or was he just obtuse? One day the kid will laugh. I’m probably getting a virtual stinkeye.