Amusing. However with the price of flowers these days, you might find it is cheaper to buy diamonds.
I was going to say it would be cheaper not to get on the wrong side of anyone and then I read Andy’s comment and remembered that’s the impossible dream.
Only if the diamonds are from Argos. Poor Sarah. Ha.
If it was “how mad is he” it would show pictures of beer to blow jobs.
Why is this post so short? I like it but why do I feel you’re setting us up for something horrible tomorrow?
he added a fucking title that didnt need to be there. hes still playing us. the bastard.
Believe it or not, there’s nothing horrible coming up – well, that is if you don’t count me writing blog post every day for the near future.
Which I know you do.
The really insightful florist would also help with the words on the card – there should be an app for that.
youve not been married have you doddsy. say it with flowers was the best fucking line ever because it doesnt matter if its for romance or apology, if you bring them a bunch of daffs you could scrawl an “x” on the fucking card and theyd be happy.
But for how long?
Don’t forget Andy, if you give flowers as a random act of love, you are met with a big smile, followed seconds later with a look of suspicion as they wonder if these have been given as a mark of guilt or forgiveness. Similar to Rob writing such a short post today.
PS) Good to have you back. I hope Bonnie is doing well.
shes a fucking champion pete. as for you doddsy, good point. not for long as two bastard alimony payments a month fucking testify.
it should read “how mad is she after she changed her mind at the last fucking minute with no hint or warning?” to upsell the victims, the shop should tell the innocent victims that unless they buy big, shell never forget and will bring it up at random moments over the next 10 fucking years and youll be forced to apologise all over again because you will have forgotten what the fucking argument was about in the first place. women are fucking cunning and clever.
Ain’t that the truth. Welcome back Andy. Your real insight has been missed.
I hope Mary never sees this post.
Let me give you gentlemen some female insight. Flowers are to be given for romantic reasons only. We will love them and thank you for them. When it comes to making an apology, we are happy with a heartfelt sorry which means that if you think you need to buy a present to ask for forgiveness, you must have done something very bad and I assure you flowers will not be enough.
A ringing endorsement of my original comment if I ever read one.
Now you know what to do when you buy inappropriate birthday cakes George. Useful advice.
Mary rules. Especially George.
You should write a weekly column about this sort of thing Mary.
Dave wins ‘comment of the day’. Sorry Andy, yours was good, but this was perfect. You can console yourself with the fact you were the cause of the ‘inappropriate cake’ so you’re still a winner.
Special commendation goes to you Billy, who actually wrote something funny for once.
I’m much funnier than Dave.
20 years too late for me Mary. But very insightful nonetheless.
I’m glad I taught you all something.
As funny as I find this advertisement, I know a lot of women won’t find it funny or like it.
I think it’s aimed at men so it sort of does the trick, doesn’t it?
Quite right, Rob.
And anyway women know the rules.
(They should do, since they’re the ones who make them …)
The flowers and plants association tried to associate flowers with health and then told women to buy their own.
I was always suspicious of the sales effect – it always sounded like a planner talking to themself…..or a very bitter female creative team
Given flowers shrivel up and die within days seems to imply they didn’t really think this idea through, did they.
I think that was the point, people are happiers and healthier with flowers in the room and they were trying to build frequency
Maybe the Samaritans should then launch a campaign saying, “when your flowers die, call us”.
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