Alcohol, crushing depression, and copywriting don’t mix well.
I seriously wonder if this alcoholic Mad Man made it through that week alive.
"Gay as the darts of sun on water"? IT'S A CANDY BAR.
Ha, WHAT? A bucket of female deers? Why make me try to picture a bucket with knuckles? Why a fucking bucket?
"Most husbands, nowadays, have stopped beating their wives..." I believe this writer was working through some personal issues while writing soup ads.
