Shell are Clever Bastards
So I’m filling up my ‘73 Pinto at some low-quality gas station when lo(!), I look up and see this Shell sign staring back at me. You can’t see it very well in this photo, but the guy on the left is holding up an engine part damaged by “low-quality gasoline”, while the creepy child molester guy on the right is holding up a pristine child penis version of the same part. I kind of chuckled, because this is my kind of advertising: making fun of poor people who can’t afford good gasoline.
Did I say that out loud? What I meant to say was, I think it’s funny that they would put a big “F-you” billboard next door to another business. It’s like if Knott’s Berry Farm flew a blimp over Disneyland with a banner saying something like “Mickey touches your children inappropriately on the Haunted Mansion”. There’s nothing Disneyland can do except shake it’s fist at the blimp.
Either way, it’s kind of shady and not quite being a good neighbor, but it cracked me and Jesus up, and that’s all that counts: learning a valuable lesson about friendship at summer camp.
