So, I was cruising around, being a nuisance and looking for a ‘TGIF: Random Ridiculousness’ piece and I stumbled on this little beauty [Website – Amy Grindhouse].
CLICK to watch the video below, for a (fake) advert for the ‘Cheetos Pet’.
This HAS to be a joke right? Like the kind of thing me and the other drunken blog harlots think up after a long night of dry-heaving and hallucinating. If it is real, the mind boggles as to how many narcotics one would have to take, in order to ‘right’ the world again. Me-finks that there aren’t enough drugs left in the world after Crackie McBeehive stashed them all in her ‘do. Might try to catch a sugar high from a can of Bacon flavour Coka Cola instead and see if that has the desired affect.
Am I trippin’? Did y’all see a few seconds into the in-FAUX-mercial, where the actors water the clay animals and much like a ChiaPet, the Cheetos grow and fashion themselves into some kind of ‘fur’. Pah… The same thing happens to me, when I eat too many Cheese Balls and wash them down with the last drops outta mah frappe drip.
Me and Brit Brit (formerly known as Cheeto) Spears are on the same page on this one. Spears may have had a gun put to her head and weaned herself of the cheesy stuff, cold turkey, but when Chester Cheetah clicks his fingers, that bitch comes a runnin’. The Amy Grindhouse Secret Santa will have to be reduced to shenanigans, as I KNOW what I want and I may end up having accidents in my sleep, out of nervous anxiety, if I do not get it =(
[Hat Hip to my favourite blogger and the man you outta blame for my Cheeto addiction... MK @ Dlisted.com]
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