Thursday, March 8, 2012

Overheard at Booth 3: Pandora Ads

I swear I'm just sitting there trying to add Iron and Wine to my Pandora radio and my wife suddenly jumps down my throat wanting to know why I'm looking at women's cleavage. I say 'what are you talking about?' and she says 'right there! you're looking at meeting singles!'

and I'm not looking at singles, I'm just sitting there listening to Pandora, it's those stupid ads they got all over the place, how am I supposed to know how to turn 'em off?

I swear, damn internet, always throwing bimbos at you, that and Viagra ads, what's that all about? I don't need Viagra! Do they know something I don't? Like, are they saying I'm gonna need it here pretty soon?

Scary thought!

1 comment:

  1. I know how you turn off the ads. You pay Pandora $36 a year. But trust me, it's worth it. I consider it an insurance policy against angry wives who think you're steppin out!